The semester continued like nothing had changed.
Every morning, Jimin would wait outside the university gate with two iced americanos.
One for himself.
One for Yoongi.
"Late ka na naman," Jimin teased as Yoongi walked toward him with his usual blank expression.
"Tatlong minuto lang."
"Three minutes is still late."
"Sabi mo lang."
Jimin laughed and handed him the coffee.
"Here."
Yoongi accepted it with a quiet, "Thanks."
For everyone else, they looked like complete opposites.
Jimin was loud, warm, and full of energy.
Yoongi was quiet, distant, and impossible to read.
Yet somehow...
They fit perfectly.
"Group project tayo?" their professor announced.
The classroom immediately became noisy.
Students rushed to find their friends.
Without hesitation, Jimin grabbed Yoongi's sleeve.
"Partner."
"I didn't even agree."
"You never disagree either."
Yoongi sighed.
"Fine."
"See? I always win."
For the next two weeks, they spent almost every day together.
Library.
Coffee shops.
Campus rooftop.
Jimin's apartment.
Anywhere they could finish their project.
Or at least...
Anywhere Jimin could force Yoongi to eat.
"You've only eaten half a sandwich."
"I'm full."
"No, you're lying."
"I'm not."
"You always say that."
Yoongi looked away.
"I said I'm fine."
Jimin frowned.
Lately...
Yoongi had been different.
He looked paler.
He had dark circles under his eyes.
Sometimes he would suddenly lose focus while talking.
And every once in a while—
He'd secretly rub the side of his head as if trying to stop a painful headache.
One evening...
They were walking home when Yoongi suddenly stopped.
His vision blurred.
The streetlights seemed to spin.
His knees weakened.
"Yoongi?"
Before Jimin could react—
Yoongi collapsed.
"YOONGI!"
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