"But hyung!"

"Shh, you'll wake him up, Taehyung."

I opened my eyes, groaning. "Why's it so noisy-"

My eyes widened. "What are you doing here?"

I thought I was in Taehyung's dorm, why is Chanyeol here?

"Uh, well you see.. The teacher says that the school has problems right now and we won't be able to go to school and uh so yeah, like a vacation for every student." He said.

I nodded. "But can't Jin tell me that? Why you, of all people?"

"I'm here to say sorry as well.. For getting mad and all."

I sighed. "You know, I don't really want to make this a big deal so I forgive you, but can we give each other some space for a while? Please?"

Chanyeol nodded, unsure. "I-I guess so, anything for you, Baek."

"I'll get going now, then? Bye." He left the dorm.

"Hyung!" Taehyung :3-ed.

I groaned internally. "What is it?"

"Nothing." He :3-ed again.

I sighed, giving out a small smile. "아이고."

---

"Where are you going, hyung?" Jin asked me.

"Just want to take a walk by myself." I smiled.

To be honest, I was going to go to the doctor to ask some questions.

"Okay then, take care! Come back safely."

I left the dorm and took a taxi to the hospital.

"To Seoul hospital, please." I told the taxi driver.

A few minutes later, I arrived. I gave the money to the driver and said thanks.

I entered the building and walked over to the reception hall.

"Is Dr. Jung in?" I asked the woman.

"아, yes. He's in room 201, right around that corner over there." She kindly gave me directions.

"Thank you, miss..?"

"Jessica, Jessica Jung."

I smiled at her. "Thank you, miss Jessica."

I went to room 201 after and knocked on the door. The door was opened by Dr. Jung.

"Ah, Baekhyun! How may I help you today?" He smiled.

"Well, Dr. Jung, I just wanted to ask you something."

"Hey, I told you not to call me that, Byun." He laughed.

Well, you see, we have gotten quite close because we clicked real fast.

"Okay, twin." I laughed.

I called him twin because it was a nickname that I gave him when we became friends and people said we looked alike.

"Well, what's your question, Baekhyun?"

"When will I die, Dae?"

---

I sighed, walking back to BTS' dorm.

"I guess I won't even reach the date when the problem at school is fixed.." I mumbled.

I took my shoes off then went inside. "Welcome back, hyung." Jin smiled.

"Thank you." I bowed as I went to the spare room they gave me.

September 1, 2015.

The day I'd die.

Today's August something and it's almost September.

I sighed again and took my phone.

I dialed someone's number and waited for him to pick up.

"Baek?"

"Uh, hi.. Can we meet up?"

"Sure, where would we meet?"

"Somewhere there. You know, there?"

"Oh, okay. See you then."

I hung up and got ready to go.

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I let out a shaky breath.

"Chanyeol.." I whispered.

He looked at me. "Oh, there you are! I thought you ditched me. What seems to be the problem?"

"Let's break up, Chanyeol. Please." I told him.

He looked confused. "Why..?"

"I'm telling you, this is the best way, Yeol. It would hurt you less."

"No, I-"

"Yeol, please! You'd regret it.." I begged him.

He sighed. "No, Baek. No."

"Fine, don't tell me I didn't warn you, Yeol."

I turned my back on him and went back to the dorm.

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「 Is the story going too fast? I'm about to end it.. Maybe one last chapter? I know, it's too short but I'm running out of ideas. 」