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"Being deliberate is knowing what we want, and knowing blinds us from being grateful for all the little things... so for all the little things, I am grateful."
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Yoonbi

We walk in silence till we reach the restaurant, I know he doesn't feel like talking about it and I won't push through. Just like I promised myself not to uncover his secrets before he shows them to me, I promise not to force him into uncovering them sooner than he wants.

I had time to connect the dots together, although his unsure looks towards me were a little distracting. Something happened to Jeon Jungkook before he moved out of Busan, even better something happened and made him move away from his old home. And leave the whole city.

My assumptions may not be true, but I'm just thinking. Maybe even what he said back on the rooftop, when he told me that he felt the need to take his own soul before, has to do with what happened with him back in Busan.

One last thing that I remembered, is the matching time. Jungkook moved out of Busan just around the same time SoMin died, It looks like this time was really tragic for many people. I sigh as we stand in front of Jimin's restaurant.

I attempt to move forward, after Jungkook, and climb the few stairs before the entrance but the dizziness returns. I hold myself still for moments then follow Jungkook into the restaurant.

I jog to the workers' room to put my bag in my locker and change into my work clothes. I open RyungNa's locker and look at her neatly set clothes, "she isn't here yet." I mutter to myself as I struggle to tie my apron around my waist.

I give up and go outside, holding it on my arm, where's RyungNa? She used to tie it for me. "Oh, Yoonbi!" Mr. Park looks at me in relief, "that guy, what's his name!" He starts saying with fatigued breaths, "Jimin's friend, the one who has been serving--"

"Namjoon?" I realize who he's talking about.

"Yes him! He's a monster! He dropped three servings in a span of thirty minutes! Please go and stop him." I smile as Mr. Park complains to me, I mean the first time I met Namjoon he just broke a fridge door. I'm not surprised.

"Of course sir, I'm sorry." I bow.

"Oh no need for that, please also get a change of work clothes for a guy waiting to work outside, his name is Jungkook. Show him the workers room too." Mr. Park says while walking back into the kitchen, there are many people and it's pretty packed today.

I move out and peek from behind the wall till I spot Jungkook still standing beside the entrance, lost and confused. He looks adorable like that, I contemplate letting him stay like that just to watch him but I shake the idea off and wave for him to come. He does as soon as he spots me.

In a hurry, I take his hand as soon as he's in arms reach and pull him into the workers' room, ignoring how he's complaining about me leaving him behind. "Take these." I shove a set of new work clothes into his chest and turn around, taking his bag off his shoulder and putting it into my locker.

"I'll wait for you outside while you put these on, Kookie," I say, ready to run out and go stop Namjoon from breaking any more plates till I remember the apron on my forearm. I immediately turn around and go back to Jungkook to see his jacket already off as his hands reach to unbutton his shirt.