Our love went cold. Nothing lasts forever, they say, and as our calls became less frequent, we slowly drifted apart. Life got in the way. We tried but it wasn't like there was any hope of us seeing each other. Our love had begun when we were so young, maybe it wasn't meant to be. My faith in fate was leaving me cold.  I threw myself into my music, making it my all.  I auditioned and became a trainee for a small company called Big Hit.  

I wanted, above all else, to be a successful music producer and I was busy and happy.  I tried to find myself and use my experiences to write my music. I felt I was going in the right direction having reached a modicum of success, but love was still missing. I had not met anyone I could love how I had loved Jennie.  I used her as inspiration in my songs keeping my love for her alive in that way at least.

Having a busy schedule and the exhausting training made it easier to cope with missing Jennie, my friends, and family.  It helped that I had new friends that I lived with, that felt like a family again, and I was slowly opening up to them getting closer each day.  I can't say it was perfect but it was better than my life had ever been after Jennie left.  

Five years had passed and I finally found myself in the city Jennie had moved to when she left me.  I thought about her a lot, especially in the days leading up to our trip.  What would be the chance of me meeting her there?  Almost impossible in such a big city and I didn't even have her phone number, but I still hoped fate would find a way for us to see each other.  I still missed her and the love we shared.

The day of the concert finally came.  I wondered again if Jennie had heard of my group or even listened to one of my songs.  I was feeling really nervous about performing in a foreign city.  I wished my mom and dad could see me perform here, but they had never even come to one of our concerts in Korea.  It made me sad cause the other members were supported by their families yet they had never seen someone come to see me. The members were kind and sympathetic, but it still embarrassed me even now. I hoped there was still a chance that Jennie would see me, but she didn't come either.

The next day was the fan meet and  I was still really nervous.  It was the last chance for fate to step in and bring us together.  It was the end of the line.  I promised myself I wouldn't cry if she didn't come.  Maybe she had moved on, maybe she was married and didn't remember me.  I was feeling sorry for myself that the girl that had inspired me towards this career had no clue how I still felt about her.  

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Yoongi was waiting for the others looking at his phone to see the place that they planned to eat tonight.  He was hoping to get drunk and forget all about her when suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder.  Thinking it was one of his members, he turned around without looking up right away.

"What's so interesting on your phone?"  She asked.

Yoongi's eyes darted to her face.  If this is a dream, don't let me wake up.  Standing in front of him was the girl of his dreams.  The one he sometimes thought he had made up. Her big beautiful eyes waited for his reply. 

"Jennie! Is it really you?"  He said, elated at seeing the girl he loved after such a long time.

"Yes!"  She came closer and wrapped her arms around him enveloping him in her warm and heady scent. "I'm so happy I got to see you."  With a hitch in her voice, she continued. "It was nearly impossible to get in here.  They didn't believe I was your friend."

Yoongi chuckled nervously, "I'm so glad you tried.  How have you been?"  Yoongi was shaking so bad.  All the words he really wanted to say were stuck in his throat.  

"I'm glad I did. I was dying to see you.  My famous ex," Jennie said with light-hearted teasing.

Yoongi giggled nervously and said, "I missed you," so softly she could barely hear him.  In front of her, he was no longer the confident rapper spitting out verses of disdain for his haters.  He was just that tormented boy she had met long ago, vulnerable and so in love.

"I love your music Yoongi.  I didn't know you were so talented," she said with so much admiration in her eyes he blushed cutely in return, showing her the gummy smile that she loved so much.

Just then the rest of the rambunctious members came out to join Yoongi.  The boisterous group circled around her, each more handsome than the next.  Someone behind her asked, "if everyone is ready, let's head to the cars."

Yoongi spoke up before they could leave.  "Guys I want you to meet my friend, Jennie."

"Nice to meet you."  They all responded to the pretty girl with Yoongi.

Yoongi introduced her to them one by one.

"Jennie, can you join us for dinner?  Please," Yoongi said.

Jennie beamed not believing her luck.  "Yes, I'd love to!"

Yoongi took her small hand in his, as they walked out of the building.  "We have so much to catch up on."

The ride to the restaurant was filled with questions.  How did Yoongi know her?  How long did she live in Japan?  The guys slowly realized this was the girl that Yoongi sometimes referred to as his lost love.  They gave each other knowing looks of realization, his friends being really happy and excited for him.

Yoongi was so happy, he leaned closer and whispered in her ear. "You're even more beautiful than I remember." 

"You are too," she responded making him blush cutely.

All night they exchanged shy glances and eventually held hands under the table.  Jennie excused herself to freshen up.  On the way back, someone grabbed her and pulled her into an embrace.  It was Yoongi catching her off guard, like this night couldn't get any better. He stared into her eyes that drew her in like a magnet and their lips finally met in a tender kiss. 

"Yoongi!"  Jennie felt like she was going to faint.  Not because she was kissed by the famous man he had become, but because she still loved the boy he still was inside.  

"I've never forgotten you, Jennie."

"I've never stopped loving you," she said.

"It's you I sing about; it's always been you," he said and they kissed again.