"Taehyung?" A gasped escaped my lips, scanning him from head to town as he just stood there calmly but flinched when he heard my voice. In response, he blinked his eyes twice and flickering a little bit and just stared at me before his lips curved upward.
"Jihyo." He smiled making me smile at him but something behind those smile gives me a creepy vibes.
I glanced to where Yoongi is preparing my clothes and stuffs for us to leave the hospital, and turned around with my backpack lifted.
"Is this yours?" He raised an eyebrow, and I nodded. I still don't get how that backpack got here, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't a dream. Or could it be?
Thinking about it, what happened the other day felt like it wasn't a dream, but knowing how Taehyung is right in front of my eyes, my mind must've been
