Jungkook: 30 September Year 20

“Jeon Jungkook. You’re not going there these days, right?” I couldn’t answer. I stood watching the tip of my sneakers. I was hit in the head with the attendance book because I didn’t respond. Even still, I couldn’t open my mouth. It was my and my friends’ classroom. There hasn’t been a day that I haven’t gone since I found the classroom with my friends. It was probably something even they didn’t know. There were days when they had plans or were busy with part time jobs and didn’t show up. Sometimes, I wouldn’t see Yoongi or Seokjin for days at a time. But not me. I found myself in the classroom every day. There were days when no one came. Even still, it was okay. If they didn’t come today, then tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then two days from now, so it was okay.

 

“You’ve only learned bad things with that group.” He hit me again. He looked me in the eyes and glared at me. Again, he hit me. I remembered Yoongi being hit. I clenched my teeth together. I didn’t want to lie about not going to the classroom.  

 

Now, I am once again standing in front of the classroom. It felt like my friends would be there if I opened the door. It felt like they would be gathered around playing a game, turn around, and ask why I was so late. It seemed like Seokjin and Namjoon would be reading a book, Taehyung playing a game, Yoongi playing the piano, and Hoseok and Jimin would be dancing.

 

However, the only thing I saw when I opened the door was Hoseok. He was cleaning up our stuff in the classroom. I grabbed the doorknob and just stood there. He came and put his arm around my shoulder. Then he led me outside. “Let’s go now.” The classroom door closed behind me. I realized something. Those days are gone and won’t come again.

 

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