It's been three months and a lot has happened. The boys received their second award from the American billboard Awards, and have been on television talking about their new album.
But in every interview, they mostly focus on the topic of their fallen member, Hana.
Every time they raise the topic, everyone is immediately silent.
No one dares to speak till they wait to talk about the next topic. ARMY's have been noticing the mood change from each member, especially from Yoongi and the maknae line since they were the closet to Hana's
Yoongi has become more quiet and out of the camera. Jungkook usually is away from the members and is in his room alone doing who knows what. Taehyung and Jimin are also quiet, but make sure to show their smiles to the crowd but everyone knows it's fake.
As for Hana, she's no where located in Korea nor in Asia.
She's at home.
By herself.
Broken.
Alone.
Depress.
She paid no attention through social media - she doesn't have a television where she's living.
Just the sound of the beach and accompanying is her new pet animal, Choo.
Everyday is the same for her, eat, write, sleep, repeat. Nothing new has commence her way and she's okay with that.
She will sometimes go down her mini studio and play with the instrument for her amusement or have some sort of an inspiration.
As for now, she placed her fourth journal in her baby blue box that had the other three of her journals that hold her feelings that she has been bottling up, and some lyrics she came up with by herself.
She made it as one of her errands to run to the nearest store to buy another journal where she can pour more of her depression.
She took a small sip of her coffee as she was sat down on her chair, as she hum relaxing of the soft warm wind cascading through her like silk.
She heard the purr of her kitten who was rubbing against her to gain her attention.
She smiled softly as she pet her kitten behind her ear which is where her soft pet is.
I just hope nobody noticed me today.
Whispers was secretly spoken as two girls were behind a stack of book as they saw a familiar figure looking through the stack of journals.
They looked at the person suspiciously and when they saw a full structure of her appearance; simultaneously they slapped each other mouth as they breath out a gasp.
"H-hana."
Her heart dropped.
She has been found.
She heard her phone ring.
The phone she has not once touch for three months.
She walked slowly towards it.
And she saw.....
NAMJOONIE IS CALLING....
"N-namjoon."
– TO BE CONTINUE –
HOW DO YOU GUYS FEEL ABOUT THIS SCENIOR? AM I TORTURING YOU? IF I AM THEN IM DOING A GOOD JOB.
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