I gave her a look and she shook her head. "Too dark." She said.

"What? I love it" I protested. She always made fun of my clothes. "It's my favorite hoodie."

"School uniform looks better on you."

I snorted in protest. Not agreeing at all. "It's too bright."

"Exactly. That's why it looks good on you." She pointed at me, clapping her hand once.

"See, it's not bad to talk." She grinned, putting her hand in the pocket of her jacket.

Realizing what she had just done, I couldn't help but smile. Criticizing my clothes to make me talk.

Mining had been the only girl who actually managed to get me to talk freely. She always had this way of pushing my feelings, making me too frustrated to not express myself. I remembered not caring about what people, until she appeared again.

"That wasn't funny." I said, despite the smile that reached my ears.

She shrugged, kicking a rock she came across. "It worked anyway."

I hadn't realized how much I missed this till now. Walking with her at night brought a lot of memories back. Back then she hated to walk alone because the streets were dark, I'd had no other choice but to walk her home. I wouldn't let a scare girl walk alone.

But here in the city, lights were everywhere. It was hard to fine a dark area which made it easier for her. This made me wonder if she was still scared of the darkness.

Was fear also forgettable like memories?

"I heard you are new student just like me." Minyoung asked and I cleared my throat nodding. Bambam really had a big mouth.

"How was it? To transfer to a new school and leave your old friends?" She asked. Curiosity popping out of her eyes and I figured out that I didn't hate it. It seemed as if Minyoung was coming back.

"I didn't have friends to leave. It was nothing special." I said a matter of fact. "I came for the champion. I was thinking of taking a break from school, anyway."

"And now?"

I raised my eyebrow not getting her point.

She saw my confusion and said, "You have friends, now. You have Bambam, Jina... And me." She blushed at 'me' part. "Are you still planning to leave?"

I need to leave. I nodded. When Minyoung started to attend the same school as me again, I figured that I really had to leave for real.

A wave of disappointed was drawn over her face, making my stomach churn. Her smile dropped and her eyes looked away. She kept biting her lips.

"Stop biting your lips." I said, nudging her. If she continued to do that I might kiss her.

"When are you leaving?"

"I don't know." I shrugged. "I'm still thinking about it."

"Don't." Minyoung said, firmly, surprising me. "You don't have to leave. You can still practice and go to school, right?"

I smiled. My hand reached her head, ruffling her hair. I saw her blush. She shouldn't blush around me too much or I would get the worst out of it. I already knew she was with Jimin.

I dropped my hand beside as I remembered that fact.

"Can I ask you something?"

I blinked before nodding. "Go ahead."

"What do you do when you lose someone you just knew about him?" Minyoung's eyes darkened. She wasn't looking at me, but at the ground. Her hands sank deeper into her pocket as she drew her shoulders closer to her body as if she was feeling cold.

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