[Ha Neul's POV]
I was looking for my sheet music that I'm convinced to be in my locker. But even though I've been messing all the stuff inside the locker for more than twenty minutes, I still couldn't find it.
I groaned in frustration since I found myself starting to get tired. Then my phone vibrating, causing me to groan even louder cause I thought it was from that film department guy who demanded the demo I promised.
I took a deep breath as I swiped the green button without even trying to look at the caller's ID.
"I'll send you the demo tonight, I pro─"
"Ha Neul, it's me." Yoongi's voice greeted me.
"Oh, Samchon? Hey! How are you doing?" I grinned as I felt relieved.
"I'm doing good." He replied, but the tone of his voice telling me otherwise. He then continued before I even got the chance to speak, "Listen Ha Neul, I need to tell you something..."
"Okay?" I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue.
"......."
"Samchon, it's not funny..." I responded as I gulped down nervously, closing my locker door since I suddenly needed something to lean on.
"......."
"No, you are joking and it's not funny at all!"
"I'm so sorry..." He said weakly.
"I'm..." I choked on my tears that now cascading down my cheeks as I found it's hard to speak cause my throat suddenly felt dry but I tried to proceed. "I'm going back this instant. So please, please hold it till I come?"
"Are you sure? How about your classes?"
"Please? I have to be there..." I whispered softly, slightly begging.
I could hear Yoongi heaving a sigh before he said, "I know you're going to say that. Yes, of course we can postpone it until you're here."
"Thankyou..." I whispered in a shaky voice.
The phone call ended as I fell to the floor. Tears streaming down my cheeks as I've given up on trying to deny everything that Yoongi just said earlier.
Your father is gone...
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Watching all these people bowing their head in front of my father's coffin giving me a heartache. How he smiled on the picture that was hanging beside the thing just making it feels worse.
I slightly regretting myself for being away from him. If only I could spend some more time with him, even if it's just taking care or accompanying him in the hospital was enough.
But I rarely do that because he always told me to get some rest or to just enjoy the vacation while it lasted when I came back to Korea. Now I regretted why I obeyed him too much.
"Ha Neul-ah..." A familiar voice broke my reverie and when I saw him, my tears falling for the umpteenth time that day.
"She needs some fresh air. She's been here since morning and refused to eat dinner just now." Yoongi who's always by my side the whole time informed the guy with concern.
The said guy just nodded as if he understood what Yoongi want him to do. So he escorted me outside as he put an arm around me.
Once we're outside of the building, he hugged me and I hugged him back without hesitating even just for a second.
"It's okay, he's already in a better place now." He mumbled as he rubbed my back, trying to soothe me.
"Thankyou for coming... really... thankyou for being here." I said in between the sobs.
"You're my bestfriend Ha Neul, of course I'll be here." He muttered.
"Jimin..."
"Yeah?"
"Have you heard anything from him?"
Jimin paused as he went silent but then he tightened the hug around my body cause he knows that his answer might hurt me even more.
"No, I'm sorry. He won't answer my phone." He sighed.
"I thought he's just ignoring mine..." I mumbled softly.
Jimin let go of the hug and stared at me. I bet he wanted to cry too when he witnessed how messy I looked at that time but he decided to just hold it in.
"Have you tried to inform him about this?" He lifted an eyebrow as he asked.
"I've called him and texted him a hundred times before my flight here but he didn't seem... really care..." I tried to explain with my trembling voice cause I cried too much this day.
"Listen, I don't really know what's going on between you two─"
"I told you there's nothing going on between us!" I yelled as I cut him off.
I don't know why I'm yelling at my bestfriend out of a sudden when he did nothing wrong. But there's just too much going on inside my head and I'm starting to get tired of it.
"I'm sorry. I'm pretty sure we're just doing fine but... he suddenly..." I mumbled a moment later as I tried to stop myself from crying.
"Ha Neul..."
I turned around when Seokjin showed up, along with Jungkook by his side. They both gave their condolences and they even tried to make me feel better by comforting me, so I have to wipe the tears that staining my cheeks in order to respect their effort.
Even this people come to my father's funeral... but why couldn't you, Tae?
Their presence slightly made me feel better but it was just not enough. The only thing I needed at the moment is his presence. But he didn't even respond to my calls or texts, let alone being here to embrace me.
"Where's Taehyung?"
Out of all questions, why did Seokjin had to pick that? I sighed as I averted my gaze to the ground, not really wanted to answer the question since I didn't really know the answer either.
Jimin stared at Jungkook who stood across him, hoping that the younger boy has something good to say. But Jungkook just remained silent before he shook his head lightly.
"He couldn't come." Jimin said a moment later, obviously lying to prevent this topic went further.
Seokjin seemed confused but he didn't ask any further and it slightly made me feel glad. He then excused himself when he suddenly got a call from Miss Jiwon, probably asking where he was cause I saw them coming together earlier.
Seems like everything went well for them. I let out a bitter smile as I watched Seokjin's back disappeared from my sight.
"Does Taehyung really not contacting you guys?" Jungkook asked a moment later, gaining my attention once again.
I shook my head weakly and so did Jimin.
Jungkook frowned as he pulled out his phone. "He didn't reply to my text either. What the heck is he doing honestly?" He sighed.
"Look, Taehyung might be really busy that he really can't come right now. I bet he would run as fast as he can once he received the news." Jimin muttered and I know he was trying to make me feel better with all of his words. But I just can't hold on to his words that easily.
"Why don't you try calling him again, noona?" Jungkook suggested as he looked at me.
Calling him again? Remembering how he left my messages on read made me want to give up already.
"I don't know... He may not want to talk to me. He's always rejecting my calls..."
Jimin frowned as he looked at me with concern. But it seemed like he lost his words and just stroking my back with one of his hands to comfort me.
"Here, take my phone." Jungkook demanded as he shoved his phone into my hand.
I solemnly stared at the thing that currently dialing a number, Taehyung's number. I looked up at the both of them as I bit my lower lip in hesitation before I pressed the phone to my ear.
At that point, I really don't know what to say if he somehow answered the call. Should I yell at him? But about what? About how annoyed I am because he ignored me? I don't think I'm capable of doing that no matter how angry I am toward him.
How could he do this to me?
Doesn't he know how worried I am?
How sleepy I was when I waited for his call at midnight?
How my heart hurts cause he didn't reply to my texts?
How disappointed I am right now because my boyfriend didn't show up at my father's funeral?
There's just too many questions that lingering inside my head but I don't even know how to ask. I haven't heard anything from him. I haven't even heard his voice for weeks. And it feels like my world has been completely muted.
I heaved a long sigh right after the beep was heard from the other side of the line, indicating that the call went to a voicemail.
And there, is where I left my last question that might never get answered.