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The younger listened to his brother's story carefully without interrupting one bit.

Once he done, Jungkook spoke up. "It's not yours, hyung. You didn't know what would happen last night."

Jungkook stared at Namjoon's facial expression. He looked so sad right now. It's not his fault at all so he shouldn't have to take responsibility of anything happen last night. That was pure an accident, no one to blame but the gangster.

Once again, he observed Namjoon's face.

"Hyung," Jungkook called and Namjoon averted his orbs right away. "Do you by any chance, like her?"

A smile appeared on his lips, so did the sweet dimple.

"Yes," Jungkook's heart was beating so fast, but Namjoon then continued. "As a little sister."

An eyebrow of Jungkook lifted. "Pardon?"

Once the bunny boy scrutinized his brother who was looking at Maria, he saw brotherly look in his eyes.

"I don't know much about her and she is always alone since she doesn't talk in Korean fluently. You know, I always talk in her language if I'm with her just to make sure she gets used to her surroundings," what a wise man, Namjoon was. He added, "She reminds me of my deceased sister who was an introvert so that's why I see her as my sister, not a lover like the spreading rumor. It's also the reason I'm blaming myself for leaving her last night."

He was sincere, Jungkook believed that. The way Namjoon looked at Maria was different.

"I see," he said. "That's why she always looks relax when she's around you. But still, it's not your fault."

Namjoon smiled a bit. Hearing a calming advice from Jungkook made him a lot better.

"Yeah, thanks," then a nod was given for Jungkook. "She knows I see her as a sister and not bother herself to care about the gossip about us."

"She knows?"

Namjoon nodded. "I told her about my deceased sister and everything."

The last sentence from Namjoon was led them to random topic. Since today was Sunday, they were free to use their time without worrying about college.

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I open my eyes in panic.

Everything was so cold and dark, it's wet.

I look around me and all I can see is water which almost reaches my chin and death bodies of the ship's passengers.

I'm trapped in the almost sink ships and no way out.

No buoy to keep me floating.

My body is trembling so hard, so does my lips, and as the water accidentally covers my nose, I feel my lungs burning.

Ferry, this Ferry ship is going to drown me alive.

"Please, help!"

I scream as loud as I can, but it comes out as a whisper.

I manage to swim to the room which the glass window is still surfacing. I bang it really hard, hoping those rescuers outside there will notice me.

But no, no one comes to my direction.

"Help me..."

My voice is weaker than before. The water devours me slowly and I feel my limbs are numb. Crying is the only thing I can do.