3 days before

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Hee Byol's pov

I went inside the bus no emotion filling my system eversince last night

I sat on the very back clasping the pendant on my hands tightly I looked at the two students who keeps hugging each other then I remembered the time when Jaehyun gave me comfort inside the clinic I closed my eyes and sighed

'why did you leave' I mummbled

I looked at my phone noticing the date today

I gripped my phone tightly.

'3 days before my birthday' I looked away and looked away and ofcourse the rest of the seats beside has been occupied by those 7 jerks

I put my hoodie on and slept

Jimin's pov

we occupied the seats on the very back

'its kinda depressing that we'll leave when somebody.just died yesterday' we looked at namjoon hyung and nodded

"oh and don't forget the plan" we smirked well almost all of us smirked

"yah kookie what's wrong?" Jinhyung approached kookie and patted his back

kookie looked at him his face screamed somethings bad was gonna happen face

"hyung I have a bad feeling about something" kookie fiddled with his fingers and looked nervously behind me

I looked back and saw a sleeping Hee Byol

I looked at kookie and sighed

I hate her..

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I woke up and looked around noticing the familiar roads the bus is taking grabbed my back pack and waited for the bus to stop

Minutes later the bus stopped at my destination I stepped out and checked my bag if everything's in place

"Hey Hee Byol" I looked behind to see the face of the person who called me....and to my surprise its Kim Taehyung

I was completely shocked but kept a calm face

"uhmm yes?" he showed a boxy smile and scratched his nape shyly
"I just want to say sorry for the shits we did to you" I looked at him with wide eyes and a slightly open mouth

"w-what" he just smiled at me and patted my shoulder

"its your birthday in three days yeah?" I nodded slowly and obviously still in shock

"hmm ok then 7 o'clock at our dorm..here's the address" and gave me a piece of paper with his number and address I looked at him curiously

"why are you doing this..." he smiled

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