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Jimin discreetly passed a small post-it to Taehyung again, after he threw the previous one away without paying attention to it. What he received was the same treatment, only accompanied by an annoyed look. He was surprised, he wondered about the reason for his friend's bad mood, his lack of attitude that, to that point had lasted for a week.

He moved a little closer and managed to bump shoulders with him. He moved him a bit, but Taehyung dodged him. Jimin couldn't help but click his tongue and want to send him to hell.

"Yah!" He yelled, whispering. "Taehyung!"

"Okay, now," The teacher's voice was heard in every corner of the room, silencing any calls from the red-haired boy who had decided to curl it that day after seeing a Tweet from his crush saying she liked curled hair. "I want everyone to work on the projections of the case two and three, plans are to be delivered in three days." Having said that, the woman sat down at the desk so she could write some things down. Students around began to work between whispered conversations.

Jimin took advantage of that opportunity and turned his chair; Taehyung was already working on his computer program. He didn't stop to look at him, not even when he felt that piercing gaze on his shoulder.

"Kim Taehyung." The named one made a sound in response. "Stop avoiding the subject, something is wrong with you." He got no response, therefore he rolled his eyes and impulsively shut down his friend's computer.

"Yah!" Taehyung complained, but when he saw the dangerous attitude of his best friend, he preferred to keep quiet. He sighed. "Please, Jimin, I have too much on my mind; let me at least work." Jimin couldn't help but feel guilty with those words.

"Is it that bad?" He insisted when, at his question, the man in front of him shrugged in place "You really won't tell me?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just," Taehyung began in a complaint, "there's no solution anyway." His lips fell, he turned the computer back on and worked. His friend, who had been left like a speechless ghost, didn't know how he was supposed to act after those words. 

Was he intrigued? As never before. He was dying to know everything about Taehyung's attitude, and if it had anything to do with Howon or Namjoon. If it was Howon, Jimin was sure that he was going to finish that woman that same afternoon; but, and if not... 

"Forget it, I'm going to the bathroom." Taehyung's announcement snapped him out of his head, only for him to watch the slender, soulful body walk to the classroom door and leave, as the only one to do so without returning for the entire remaining hour... except for one other person.

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Taehyung waited until everyone left, for him to get out of the toilet stall. He kept sighing and ended up leaning against the sink looking in the mirror. His hair was messy and pityful. His eyes were the only dazing thing on him, shinny and dark. Full of questions.

He was being unreasonable.

"Take it easy." He told himself, he had been doing it for days. Since that conversation in bed, his mind had not stopped spinning, he wondered why he should have asked about marriage just at that moment. Everything between him and Namjoon was going perfectly, until he decided to open his mouth.

Although to be fair, if I hadn't done it anyway, I would have this information sooner or later. But it's just that it was too overwhelming; so much so that he couldn't stop trying to imagine the two of them, far away, in a strange life with a strange nation. He realized, almost at first, that he couldn't see himself that way.

The premature thought of him disturbed him, and that was the problem; Because he felt guilty for not having any emotion, it was impossible for him to tell someone, especially not a person that he could infect with happiness that he himself did not know, like Jimin. He would surely only talk about it and how wonderful it was, he would say that he would like someone to do that for him, that it was true love. It was almost as if Taehyung could guess his words before they left his mouth.

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