But it really wasn't.
A ding pierced through her ears as a rush of pain swam across her head, making her dizzy. Her vision failing her, she slightly moved her head up to see Jimin disappearing. Chunks off his body fading away like those dust devils that spin around, whooshing dirt in peoples faces or picking them up.
Her hand reached out for his, but she couldn't touch him because he wasn't there. He wasn't real.
Bit by bit, his existence was fading away. But the last thing he said wasn't an "I love you," or "Be happy."
It was,
"Wake up."
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𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎 | 𝐏𝐉𝐌 ✓
Fanfiction❝ Girls fall in love too quick and boys care too late. ❞ ⊱ Highest Rank ; #1 in lovehatestory ⊱ Second Highest Rank ; #12 in pjm ⊱ Third Highest Rank ; #50 in Short Story. ⊱ Fourth Highest Rank ; #171 angst Started: O3.18.2O18 Ended: O9.24.2O18
