you didn't get to even tell him a goodbye, and you knew it hurt him. you left wordlessly all those years ago.

you stood next to your best-friend Daeyeon, you were her maid of honor and jimin was her husband’s best man. you two crossing paths after three long years

“girl? you should go talk to him, should i tell joon to help-“ you cut daeyeon off

“no. absolutely not. he probably hates me”