「Chapter Thirty-One」

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never make a choice when you are jealous or in love

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never make a choice when you are
jealous or in love

Carefully, Hoseok looks at himself in the mirror which is hanging tall on the wall

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Carefully, Hoseok looks at himself in the mirror which is hanging tall on the wall. "What is wrong with you, huh?" He speaks to himself, and fakes a smile. "You never deserved this life. You have never deserved such a fucking life."

Tired of looking at himself like that, he punches the mirror, and slowly, it breaks into pieces.

As he is looking at his left hand which is bleeding, he grabs a towel, and wraps it around his hand in order to stop the bleeding.

Suddenly, the doorbell rings, making the boy nearly flip. Soon, he opens the door, and faces the two well-known lovers of the city.

After Seokjin and Namjoon witness what has happened, they push their friend into the house, and look for the first aid.

As soon as Namjoon sees the broken pieces of the mirror on the bedroom floor, he becomes worried about his friend, and questions, "Does it hurt?"

"Where the fuck do you keep the first aid?" Seokjin shouts out of nowhere, and continues searching for the first aid.

Without answering his question, Hoseok grabs his cellphone which is on the table in front of the sofa, and decides to dial Yoongi's number, but he is not answering any of his phonecalls.

"I need to talk to him, and yet, he behaves like a child," Hoseok says to himself, referring to Yoongi. "Maybe, I should call him again."

"Actually, we need to talk to you," Namjoon whispers when he makes sure that his boyfriend can not hear a thing. "You have to stay away from Yoongi. This is for the best."

"Oh, shut up," Rolling his eyes, he decides to call the young man again, but Namjoon grabs the cellphone out of his hands, and throws it on the floor. "Who do you think you are to treat me like that?"

"He doesn't want you anymore, okay?" Namjoon loses his control, and shouts, "Get used to it, you fucking idiot!"

"Wait— what do you mean?"

"Wait— what do you mean?"

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