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It had been exactly two weeks since what had happened at the cafe and instead of going to school I took up online classes.
This being partially because I didn't want to see Jungkook and Jimin and partially because I just needed a break.
I needed to let go of this negative energy and just relax.
Currently, I was planning a trip to Busan.
I wanted to see my friends and family back home.
I just wanted to get away.
Some time away would really do good and I believe my mother has the answers to the questions I so desperately need solved.
I felt bad for leaving Jimin without a single word about his confession but I just wasn't in the right mind to handle it.
How was I supposed to accept someone else's love when I was in love with someone else who didn't love me back?
It just seemed to confusing and it made my brain hurt.
It was truly a tongue twister expect the only thing being twisted here was my heart.
So I would just push it to the side and hope it resolves itself.
In the mean time I'm just going to pack a bag and go to Busan.
Maybe then I'll be able to clear my head and think about everything.
When I come back, I can make a decision.
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After I finish my online classes I lean back into my couch.
I was exhausted from just this and I hadn't even done anything today but think.
I hadn't even eaten because I was so worried about getting all of my work done so I wouldn't have any while I was away.
Finally, I take it upon myself to go buy food for the trip.
I make it to the convenience store and stock up on whatever looked good.
It was going to be a decently long ride so I figured why not just get what I think I'll
want so I won't have to stop anywhere along the way.
Once I finally get what I want I head back home and ready my things for tomorrow.
I was planning to leave tomorrow and stay for at least a week or two.
It seemed like plenty of time to get my head on straight.
After everything is situated I lay down to sleep.
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Confusion.
That was the only thing going through my head as I stared at the dark haired boy standing in my doorway with a suitcase in his hand.
"What are you doing here?" I finally manage to ask.
"What does it look like I'm doing here? I'm going home." Jungkook says, a lollipop in place of where I would usually see a cigarette.
"What?" I ask, still in shock from everything unfolding in front of me.
"I'm coming home with you, to Busan." Jungkook says.
"Why? How? Who told you I was going home?" I ask.
"Teachers."
I pull in my lips and curse the teachers for giving me away.
"Well, are we going or not?" He asks, shifting from one foot to the other.
After a moment I finally speak.
"Yeah, we're going."
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Once we get on the train I take in Jungkook's appearance.
He was still in his same old attire but it seemed as if something had changed.
Why has he decided to come to Busan?
"Why are you looking at me?" He finally asks, knocking me from my thoughts.
"I'm just trying to figure out why you came here." I say.
"I can't visit my family?"
"I never said that."
Then we fall silent.
I let the topic go then I turn my head to glance out the window.
In a way, I felt happy.
As if this was somehow an eye opening experience for Jungkook.
Still, I wanted to know the real reason he came.
If it goes much deeper than just wanting to see his family...
Nonetheless, I would just enjoy having his company.
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