The next two days passed in a blur.
Packing.
Group chats exploding.
Minji spamming outfit ideas.
And you—
trying to act normal.
But inside—
👉 nothing was normal
Because every time you thought about the trip—
you thought about:
Jimin.
Jungkook.
And being stuck with both.
"Y/N! PACK PROPERLY!" Minji yelled over video call.
"I AM packing!"
"That's not packing, that's throwing clothes randomly!"
"Same thing."
She groaned.
"You're impossible."
You laughed.
But your mind drifted again.
"Hey…" she said suddenly.
You looked at her.
"…You okay?"
That question again.
You nodded.
"…I will be."
She didn't push.
Just smiled softly.
"Trip will fix everything."
You wished that was true.
Trip day.
College campus—
early morning chaos.
Students everywhere.
Bags. Noise. Excitement.
Buses lined up.
You arrived with Minji.
Half asleep.
"WHY IS THIS SO EARLY?" you complained.
"Because we're not the main characters," she said.
You rolled your eyes.
Then—
you saw him.
Jimin.
Standing near the bus.
Looking around.
The moment he saw you—
his expression softened.
"…Hey."
"Hey."
Simple.
But comfortable.
"You came," he said.
"Of course."
A pause.
"…You okay?" he asked again.
You smiled slightly.
"…Trying to be."
He nodded.
"I'm here."
That line—
👉 always steady👉 always safe
Before you could reply—
another voice—
"Y/N."
Your chest tightened.
Jungkook.
Standing a little behind.
Bag on his shoulder.
Looking straight at you.
"…Hey," you said.
"Ready?" he asked.
"…I guess."
The air—
slightly tense again.
Jimin noticed.
Of course he did.
But he didn't say anything.
"Everyone get in!" a teacher shouted.
And just like that—
the moment broke.
Inside the bus—
chaos.
Seats filling fast.
Minji grabbed your arm.
"WE SIT TOGETHER!"
But then—
someone pulled her away.
"MINJI COME HERE!"
And she was gone.
You blinked.
"…Great."
Now—
you stood there.
Looking for a seat.
And then—
two voices at the same time—
"Sit here."
Jimin.
Jungkook.
Both.
Different seats.
Your heart started racing.
Students around—
watching.
Waiting.
You hesitated.
For a second too long.
Then—
you made a choice.
"…I'll sit in the middle."
Both looked confused.
You walked.
Picked a random empty seat.
Alone.
That decision—
👉 avoided choosing👉 but created distance
Jimin sat a few rows ahead.
Jungkook behind.
And you—
stared out the window.
Trying to breathe.
The journey started.
Music.
Laughter.
Snacks being passed around.
Minji joined you later.
"You look like you're in a drama," she whispered.
"I AM in a drama."
She laughed.
Hours passed.
The city faded.
Roads turned narrower.
Mountains appeared.
Air changed.
Cooler.
Cleaner.
You looked outside.
And for a moment—
👉 everything felt peaceful again
"WE'RE HERE!!" someone shouted.
The bus stopped.
You stepped down.
And your breath caught.
A hill station.
Green everywhere.
Fog slightly covering the mountains.
Cold breeze hitting your face.
"…This is beautiful," you whispered.
Minji nodded.
"I told you."
For a second—
you forgot everything.
Until—
"Rooms will be assigned now!" the teacher announced.
Everyone gathered.
Your heart—
started racing again.
Because somehow—
you felt something was about to go wrong.
Names were being called.
Groups assigned.
"Minji — Ara — Soojin."
Minji looked at you.
"…Wait, what?"
You frowned.
"…Then me?"
Teacher looked at the list.
"…Y/N…"
A pause.
"…You're with Jungkook."
Silence.
Complete silence.
"…What?" you whispered.
Minji looked shocked.
"THIS IS WRONG."
Teacher shook her head.
"No changes. Rooms are full."
Your heart dropped.
Because now—
👉 no escape👉 no distance👉 just you and him
You turned slowly.
Jungkook stood there.
Equally surprised.
"…I didn't plan this," he said quickly.
"I know."
But that didn't make it easier.
From a distance—
Jimin watched.
His expression—
calm.
But his eyes—
👉 not okay
You picked up your bag.
"…Let's just go."
Your voice—
quiet.
Controlled.
Jungkook followed.
Neither of you spoke.
Room door opened.
Small.
Simple.
One bed.
You both froze.
"…There's only one?" you said.
"…Looks like it."
Silence.
Heavy.
You dropped your bag.
Ran your hand through your hair.
"…This is not happening."
Jungkook exhaled.
"…We'll manage."
You turned to him.
"…This is not 'manageable'."
He looked at you.
Calm.
"…We've been through worse."
That line—
👉 hit deeper than expected
Silence filled the room.
Thick.
Unavoidable.
Because now—
👉 past memories👉 unresolved feelings👉 present confusion
All trapped—
👉 in one room