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"I am sorry.", he softly muttered under his breath.


"Appa?"

"I am a jerk.", he said., crying.

"No, you are not, appa."


He looked at Jiho and hugged her as he collapsed into crying.


"Namjoon."


He looked up.

"I am sorry. For everything happened to you."

"It's not your fault."

"Look, if you don't want to marry me, it's okay. I will talk to my parents about that and-"

"Why? Do you hate me?"

"What? No."

"Then why do you want to cancel the wedding?"

"Because you don't want to marry me, right?"

"Why do you think that?"

"I... you don't like me, right? You hate me, right Mr Kim Namjoon?"

"No. I- I love you!"

"What?! That's not true. You like Irene."

"BUT SHE IS DEAD!"

"So what?! If she really matters to you, you would love her, no matter if she is alive or not."

"Y/N, STOP! I SAID I LOVE YOU. WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT?!"

"Look, Mr Kim. I am not forcing you to love me. You are forcing yourself. Why?"

"BECAUSE I HAD LOVED YOU! FROM THE VERY FIRST! AND I STILL LOVE YOU, ALRIGHT?!"

"N-namjoon?"

"WHAT?!"

"Are you alright?"

"I am sorry, Y/N. I- I can't take this anymore. I might - Please god!!!! I. CAN'T."

"It's okay. This- Do you wanna come with me?"

"To where?"

I smiled.

"Just come."

I took him in my car.
Jiho had fallen asleep.

After a fifteen-minute long drive, we reached.


"W-where are we?"



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"Welcome to my past."

"What do you mean?"


"Just follow me."

"Y/N. Is this place safe?"

"This is a place of my unspoken truths. I won't tell whether it's safe or not. It's up to you, to know the truth and risk your safety or abandon the truth about me."

"What are you saying, Y/N? You are not making any sense."

"Look closely what do you see?"

"A haunted house?"

"No, it is darkness. This 'haunted' house is actually my parent's original house. Well, before they died, of course."

"Y/N?"

"Yes, my parents are dead. The only thing left is this house, my brother and the truth."

"But your parents are alive."

"No. My stepparents are alive. Not my parents."

"Y/N."

"Hm?"

"I am sorry. I didn't know."

"Why didn't you know? What don't you see in me?"

"It's just... You look so simple, happy, satisfied... You don't look like a person who has a dark past."

"That's because I try to move on. From darkness. Unlike you. Who is stuck in darkness."

"What are you trying to teach me?!"

"That if you are having darkness in your life, it's not impossible to light a flame, burn the darkness and get light again. But to burn the darkness, you have to cope with the heat too before you get light. Namjoon, do you think you are the loneliest man in this world? No. Even if you think you are, there's always a person who looks after you. Wants you to be happy. Cares for you. All you need to do is look carefully to find that person."

"Y/N, why do I feel like you are the most different person I have ever met in my life?"

"Hm... Not everyone is the same."

"I can't move on. I just can't. .... Will you help me to?"

"I am always there for you. Remember that."

"Then help me to."


He took his hand towards me...

"Please, Y/N."


And he hugged me tightly.










"I will."




To be continued...


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Oh, I hope someday I'll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can't fight my fear

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