Y/n POV

I thought that by leaving and living a life of my own, my depression would go away. But guess what , it didn't.

It only grew stronger. When I was with jungkook I had this feeling of satisfaction of not hurting him. When I said that he was never there it was wrong because he was always there.
Whenever I was feeling low or sick. He stay up at nights to take care of me. I didn't realize it then but I do realize it now since he's not here.

I really wanted to go back and hug him tight. I want to express all my feelings that I've kept inside this long.

One year has been passed but my life is still empty. I told him that I was not breaking up and needed a break. But every time I want to go back negative thoughts stop me. What if he don't love me anymore? What if he hate me for leaving that day?

Today I made up my mind. I really wanted to tell jungkook that I love him so much and can not live without him. I was getting ready to go in BTS concert so that I could tell him everything. I put on the dress which he gifted me on the last valentine we celebrated together. My eyes well up on the thought of how happy we were. I put on light makeup locked the door and left.

--Time skip--

I reached the avenue. The concert was about to start in 15 minutes. I looked through the crowd and made my way close to the stage. I got the VIP ticket so that my seat was close to stage from where I could see them clearly.
All these years apart from missing jungkook. I also missed the other members. They always...