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JANUARY 16, 2017 | 7:30 pm

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"HE'S dead, isn't he?" Jungkook mumbled to his mother who sat beside him on the hospital bed.

The aging woman sadly nodded her head, her hands firmly holding onto Jungkook's.

His eyes suddenly became watery, his vision becoming blurred. He didn't know why tears were forming since he felt no emotion other than guilt.

"I should've gone to him on time. I was too late."

"No honey, shh. Don't say anything, okay?" His mother whispered, using the pad of her thumb to wipe away the tears that escaped his sad eyes.

Jungkook nodded his head slightly, his eyes fluttering shut to try to empty out his mind.

But the only thing he could see and hear were of his dead best friend, hanging from the ceiling lifeless.