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One time at a TV series I saw a person kill another stabbing a pencil to their neck. Something like that.Why am I thinking about this?I don’t know.The class was boring to the point that I didn’t bring myself to know what was the subject being talked about by the teacher in front of the class.I haven’t been going with my books to class for a good few months by now. Didn’t have the best grades but it’s not like I cared about that. I didn’t care about anything to be exact.When did I start to get so melancholic? Maybe it was when he entered my life.Him. I was already looking at his direction before i could even stop myself, luckily I realised what I was doing at the last second and turned my attention to the clock above his head.If I wasn’t mistaken, the class was about to end. After that I don’t actually remember what happened, mind too blurry to make up what were my exact actions, maybe I got up too fast for the chair’s liking since it fell off right when I heard the school’s bell ring, maybe I didn’t pick it up and just walked as fast as I could out of the classroom, getting to the stairs and up to the rooftop, so I could seat alone and eat my lunch, with just me and my miserable self. Maybe it was something like that. Looking at the clear blue sky, I smiled a little at the beautiful weather, taking off the plastic so I could take a bite of my sandwich. I could find someone to hang out while enjoying the short free time, it’s not like I was a shy person or anything like that, I knew how to approach people, and for that I was pretty well known, but if I had to classify, they weren’t my friends, only just a few people are actually close to me. And I also liked to enjoy some time alone, privacy was a thing that I really appreciated.And then I was thinking about him. Wondered what he was doing.Then it came the loud sound of the opening metal door, turning my head to the sudden noise I found a smiley Kim Namjoon, already closing the door beside himself. I just stared a bit at him and then brought my attention back to the sky, after a little slap to my arm, he sat beside me, I made a unhappy noise rubbing the bruised area. Kim Namjoon was the President of the class right in front of mine. We’re neighbours since very young, and in the middle of this long time knowing each other, we ended up becoming friends. He’s a person that I, without a doubt, trust a lot.“Where’s Jimin?”“I don’t know.” I answered quickly and dry, not feeling like mentioning that name. At least by now. Even if today all my thoughts were somehow connected to him. “Probably with Jungkook.” Couldn’t hold myself from adding with a whisper, and I could feel Namjoon rolling his eyes. “You two are still fighting? Really? This jealousy of yours is ridiculous, Kim Taehyung.”“I’m not jealous!” I said a little bit too loud than expected, making him look at me, we then proceed to just stare at each other while I maintained a incredulous face. His eyebrows went upwards and he continued. “Really? That dramatic exit you made the day you discovered he had plans with Jungkook seemed a little suspicious to me.”“It had been two weeks since we planned to watch Haikyuu together and he dumped me to spend time with that big nosed dude, what else was I supposed to feel besides betrayal?” His shoulders shaken while he silently laughed by my side, I started trowing weak punches at his arm in which he did it back. Seeing the so intelligent and admired President acting so childish made me wonder if it was some type of my influence on him, and if so, I wouldn’t actually mind.The rest of the time we spent sitting there, just talking about silly stuff and occasionally ending up slapping each other weakly. Today seemed like it was more tiring than usual. The sky was no longer a vivid blue, heavy clouds covered covering it, making the landscape quite dark, giving a feeling like I had spent ages inside the school. Namjoon was taking care of some things, so after explaining that he would take some time on them, he told me not to wait for him and go home. Arranging my backup, I got ready to leave, when I saw.Him.Was happily talking outside the school with Jungkook, that one friend I have no idea where it came from, not even our age that kid was.I rolled my eyes deciding not to look longer at that scene. Walking with large steps to the exit, hoping that he would’t notice me.Passing with his back facing me, I was sure of my victory ‘till I heard someone calling me.“Hey!” Yeah, another defeat to me.I turned back and got surprised at how close he was, considering how much I had walked since the school’s exit. I didn’t say anything, only stared, without showing any emotion. He was agitated, hands placed in the waist while repeatedly hitting his foot on the floor. Maybe it was his height that made him look so cute while doing all of this.“If you have time to stand there you also have time to talk to me!” Said exasperated, I sighed while once again rolling my eyes. “Hi.” And then I turned and was expecting to leave without any interruptions this time. I noticed how that just irritated him more since after that I felt a hard punch on my back. I made a pained sound then looking at him with an open mouth and expression that clearly could be read as ‘what the fuck was that?’.“Could you stop treating me like this?” He frowned his forehead to express his anger, but it just ended up looking cute to me. There was nothing Park Jimin could do that wouldn’t look cute.Park Jimin...We met because of Namjoon, when he invited me to a amusement park on his 15 years birthday. I don’t know how to explain what happened that day, we just got along? To practically stuck to each other during the whole trip. And the next year when Jimin came to study at our school, at MY class. It seemed like it got worse. Me, Jimin and Namjoon became a small group, but since Namjoon always seemed to be busy, me and Jimin ended up each day becoming closer and closer, to the point where I missed him, constantly. I hadn’t paid much attention to the meaning of this until I told Namjoon, and he said there was a possibility that I was liking Jimin.I laughed at his face and later at home became completely paranoid with that information while staring at my room’s ceiling. I started to analyse all my reactions when I was near Jimin, all the sensations I would feel, and everything pointed towards Namjoon’s bizarre theory, confirming it.And then I panicked.In movies, books and many other things, this would always go wrong. Where confessing to your best friend would not attract drama? Namjoon said I was being an idiot since he felt like Jimin would probably return my feelings. One more time I laughed at him, and started to repress all that I felt for Jimin, in the most intense way that I could. I guess Jimin noticed that I started to treat him in a weird way. I was colder, indifferent, even accusing me of avoiding looking at his face. Okay, like I could just to that when his kissable lips were right there, I’m sure he wouldn’t be happy with a sudden kiss coming from me. He then started to distance himself from us, being with other people, spending almost a entire month without properly talking to us in and out of school, and it was all starting to become something that would come straight out of a teen drama, when Namjoon intervened and forced us to make up, saying that he couldn’t take that shit anymore (with these exact words) and that we were fighting over little things. At the beginning we were stubborn, but we couldn’t deny that we missed each other. We didn’t actually say that out loud, but it wans’t needed for both of us to understand.Then we went back to what it was before, me Jimin and Namjoon. I learned how to hide my feelings in a way that wouldn’t hurt him, and it was all good until someone came into our lives.Jeon Jungkook.At the period Jimin was rarely talking to us he started to hang out with this guy, who’s in a grade lower than us, by 2 whole years. Even after we came back together, he stayed talking to him, and even spent some free times with him at special occasions, like when he thinks I’m mad at him, which was today’s case. Now we get to our present situation. Some time ago I started felling like rewatching Haikyuu (yes, when it comes to this anime it’s never too much), and since Namjoon is a crazy bastard who rarely has free time, I asked Jimin to do it with me. He accepted and we spent 2 weeks preparing for the day that it would be happening. Until in the beginning of this week, the week where we were planned to watch, he cancels it saying that he was going to do some stuff with Jungkook and he couldn’t reschedule because they only saw each other at school and he wanted to spend more time with him and etcetera. I didn’t really pay attention to anything he said after that, just got up and left without saying anything else. I was pissed of. As I should. Since then he’s been only spending time with that dude, he told Namjoon that he felt like he would be bothering me by being around, so of course Namjoon as the peacemaker that he was, told me to apologise. Which I didn’t and won’t since I’m still a mad and stubborn brat. I stared at Jimin that seemed to have started a discussion by himself while all those memories suddenly came back to me, so I interrupted him. “Are you done?” I hold his arms to make him stop gesticulating in the weird way he was doing and to also make him stop talking. I succeeded for 2 seconds.“Is it about Jungkook?” I sighed irritated, letting go of his arms and now staring at everywhere but him. “So it is about Jungkook.” He said, this time more to himself than to me.“Jungkook, lately it seems he’s all that you can talk about.” I crossed my arms while looking at the cars passing by. It took me some seconds of no answer for me to weird out the sudden silence, so I looked at his direction to see if he was still there. And he was, looking very thoughtful, with a hand on his chin, staring at me like the engineers inside his head were starting to spin. I just stood there, watching him, while having a intern battle at how adorable he was. After some time he finally made another move, snapped his fingers and pointed at me. “I’ll pass to catch you tonight, at 9 p.m., be ready and waiting for me at the door.” And before I could protest, he was already crossing the street. “Hey! Wait! Jimin!” I yelled, not receiving anything back from him, I kept on looking until he disappeared out of my sight, then a vibrating feeling came from my phone, indicating a message that read ‘At 9:00!’.Sighing, I finally went back to my way home. It was past nine. I was at the sidewalk in front of my house, phone in one hand while the other was supporting my head, waiting for a sign of Jimin. Nothing. I rolled my eyes, frustrated. Why would he make me, in this cold night and dark empty street, wait for him, looking like an absolute idiot? What would he gain from this? I decided to wait a few more minutes, if he didn’t appear, Namjoon would have a rough night having to hear me talk bad about him until I tired out.Ten more minutes passed. I got up. Kicking with unnecessary force a rock on my way to Namjoon’s house. Damned be Park Jimin. A thousand curse words directed to this said person passed through my head when a car sound caught my attention. The headlights making me look at it with semi closed eyes, and I could see the car approaching, stopping right next to me. Before the idea of it being a kidnapper or robber could make me scared, the window directed at me opened to show Jimin at the driver’s seat.“You know how to drive?” He only rolled his eyes and opened the door for me. “Just get in.” And I did. Jimin drove without telling me where we were going, but I also didn’t had the courage to ask, like I also didn’t had the courage to say anything else since I entered the car, he as well stayed silent, and that went on for as long as ‘till Jimin fake coughed to get my attention.“Your parents don’t mind you going out this late?”“They’re usually still working at this hour.”“Ah.”I guess he noticed how I answered a bit too roughly, it wasn’t my intention, but I just couldn’t help it. Jimin used to know these stuff about me, before he distanced himself.Before Jungkook was the only thing to occupy his mind.Both of us kept quiet for the rest of the ride, Jimin’s eyes on the road and mine on the view outside the window, until we finally got at our destiny, or so I guessed since he stopped the car.We were at a parking lot that located himself right in front of the beach, at the two ends the stairs leading to the sand could been seen.“Why did you bring me here?”“Why are you angry at me?” He said in a small voice, giving a quick glance I could see he was looking down, with a sad look on his face. I went back to stare at the beach.“You know why.”“No, Taehyung, I don’t.” I was about to say something in return when he started speaking again. “I’m not talking about this recent fight, but the first one. The one that made me almost not talk to you and Namjoon for a while, the one that lead us to all the others. I know you’ve been angry at me for a long time Taehyung, I just wanna know why.” A sad sigh came out of his mouth, making me finally look directly at him. He wasn’t crying, and I was extremely glad for that, but he seemed sad, helpless, and at that moment all I wanted to do was hug him and give any type of comfort, but I didn’t even had the strength to say something back to him, so I just kept on staring, until he noticed and started to stare right back at me.I don’t know for how long we stayed like that, but for me it could’ve been years, it’s like I never got tired of looking at Jimin.He opened a bit of a smile before laughing with no actual humour, as if thinking on what to say, and also wanting to break the awkward tension that now surrounded us.I leaned back on the seat, adjusting myself to look for a comfortable position, then fixating my eyes on the view in front of me, the open sea and the dark sky right above it.I don’t know what gotten into me, maybe it was the moon that had such an splendid look along with the stars, or the sound from the soft waves that somehow got to calm me down, or just all of this plus the presence of Jimin. My most precious human being. Yes, Jimin was extremely precious, and I was tired of fighting, of resisting. Maybe it was all of this that made me say what it came next.“I like you, Jimin.”Silence.The sea back to being the only thing making any sort of noise. But I still continued.“I don’t know, I guess I like you since we first met?” I laughed nervously. “I’m not the best at expressing myself, worst yet at dealing with such complicated things, so maybe that’s why I reacted so badly to it, even though you didn’t deserve any of that, and it was wrong, I admit.”I have no idea where I got so much courage to hurt my pride to the point of confessing in such a sudden way, so open to rejection, but I proceeded, and now looking right into his eyes. “I’m sorry, Jimin. I’m an idiot. I never thought I would be able to actually do this, and this is probably the worst confession you will ever receive. But I like you. A lot.”I expected a laugh. I expected Jimin to try to change the situation in a way that it looked like nothing more but just a mere joke. I expected that he went in denial, that he hit me. Anything but what he really did.I hadn’t noticed his presence so close ‘til I felt lips pressed to mine.He kissed me.It didn’t last more than 2 seconds, it was quick, but enough to make me look at him like I had just seen a ghost.He laughed, right hand covering his mouth while the other slapped me in the arm several times. I was so surprised that couldn’t even react to that. “You’re right, Taehyung.” He said after finally putting his tiny hand away from my arm, making my face now turn into a confused one. “You’re an idiot but... I like you anyway.” A shy smile appeared on his face, while he looked at me with red cheeks, and hands resting on top of his tights. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling, like I have never done before, the biggest I was capable of showing. I pulled him into a sudden hug that at the beginning made him not move at all, but then right after he relaxed and settled in my arms, letting out giggles that echoed through the parking lot.And to me, Jimin never looked more beautiful. I knew Namjoon was only trying to hide his real curiosity the time he answered ‘good for u 2 lol’ to a selfie i sent of us together. The next day at school, the endless questions only confirmed.