Taehyung stood there.
Jimin beside you.
And you—
about to finally say something.
"…You were saying," Jimin reminded softly.
You nodded.
Your heart was racing.
"I think I—"
"Taehyung!"
You turned.
A girl walked toward you three.
Confident. Calm. Beautiful.
She stopped right next to him.
"…You weren't picking my calls," she said, slightly annoyed.
Taehyung sighed quietly.
"I was in class."
Her eyes shifted.
To you.
To Jimin.
Then back to him.
"…You didn't tell me you were busy with people."
That tone—
it wasn't polite.
But it wasn't rude either.
Just… familiar.
Too familiar.
Your chest tightened slightly.
Taehyung looked at her.
"…I was about to."
Silence.
Then—
he turned slightly.
"This is Nari."
You blinked.
Nari.
His dance partner.
But something felt different now.
"And… she's my girlfriend."
Everything… stopped.
Your ears rang.
For a second—
you thought you heard wrong.
"…What?" Jimin said under his breath.
You didn't say anything.
Because you couldn't.
Nari smiled lightly.
"Hi," she said.
You stared at her.
Then at him.
He wasn't looking at you.
Not really.
Just… stating something.
Like it was normal.
Like it didn't change anything.
Since when?
That question screamed in your head.
But your voice—
stayed silent.
Jimin looked at Taehyung.
"…Since when?" he asked.
At least someone said it.
Taehyung answered simply—
"Before the competition."
Before.
Before everything.
Before that night.
Before the kiss.
Your chest dropped.
"…And you didn't think to mention it?" Jimin said.
Taehyung shrugged slightly.
"It wasn't necessary."
That line—
hit harder than anything.
You felt something twist inside.
Not anger.
Not exactly.
Something worse.
You looked at him.
"…Not necessary?" you repeated softly.
He finally looked at you properly.
"…It wasn't relevant."
That hurt.
More than it should have.
Nari glanced between both of you.
Then lightly held his arm.
"We're getting late," she said.
He nodded.
Of course he did.
You stood there.
Still trying to process.
Everything.
"You should've said something," Jimin muttered.
Taehyung didn't reply.
You let out a small breath.
"…Yeah," you said quietly.
But your voice didn't sound like yours.
Nari smiled again.
"Nice meeting you."
You didn't smile back.
You just nodded.
Taehyung looked at you one last time.
Not guilty.
Not apologetic.
Just…
distant.
"…Take care," he said.
Like nothing had happened.
Like there was nothing to explain.
And then—
he left.
With her.
Not alone.
Not looking back.
Silence.
Complete silence.
Jimin turned to you.
"…Did you know?"
You shook your head.
"…No."
That word felt heavy.
You laughed softly.
Not because it was funny.
Just…
because you didn't know what else to do.
"Wow."
Jimin stepped closer.
"You okay?"
You nodded.
"…Yeah."
But your eyes said otherwise.
Because now—
👉 that moment in the dance room👉 that silence👉 that almost something
All of it—
👉 meant nothing.
Or worse—
👉 meant something only to you.
You looked in the direction he left.
Your chest tight.
But no tears.
Not yet.
"…Let's go," Jimin said softly.
You nodded.
And for the first time—
👉 you didn't feel stuck between two people
You felt—
👉 left out of something you didn't even know existed.