I couldn't even send a text message and the lecture time was over so I ran out.
After the lecture ended, I suddenly remembered something I wanted to ask Senior Yoongi.
I was walking towards the club room, my mind full of thoughts about what to ask first.
What should I ask first?
I thought it would be that smooth.
I knew it.
Until I met this person.
Ji-eun
Hello, senior
What is your senior?
'then…'
Call me oppa
‘I think that might be a little uncomfortable.’
‘Why can Min Yoongi do it but I can’t?’
'yes…?'
Why is it okay for Min Yoongi and not for me?
Senior, I'm sick.
Suddenly, the senior gets angry and grabs my wrist.
Why is this senior suddenly acting like this? What did I do wrong?
I wish someone would just get me out of here.
Hey, what are you doing?
"You don't know Min Yoongi, so you're asking? We're having a conversation."
When you say nice thingsLet go of that hand
What if I don't say anything nice?
I gave it a chance
I was afraid that a fight would break out because of me.
All I could do was try to stop him.
Senior Kim Taehyung‘Please let this go.’
‘Why do you hate me?’
‘I said let’s see, let’s see, that kid’
‘Taehyung senior, it hurts, so please let go’
When the senior heard that I was in pain, he thought for a moment and then let go of my wrist.
‘Ji-eun, are you okay?’
Yes, it's okay.
I must have held it so hard that my handprint was bruised.
Honestly, I felt wronged.
‘You’re bruised!!’
Still, the first thing to do was to stop Senior Yoongi.
‘Senior, I’m okay.’
‘I thought I lived because of what you did’
I heard it faintly while taking Senior Yoongi with me.
‘Why are you Min Yoongi again?’