𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

1

What is your dream?

A question to which you can answer with many answers, yet here he sat, Jungkook, sighing deeply as he tried to focus on the question. So many choices that he felt like it was too much.

"Mr Jeon?" A voice snapped the blonde haired from his thoughts. "I asked You a question" Mrs. Sol said in a rather rough tone. The tips of her freshly manicured fingers hover above the desks of the students she passed by to stand in front of Jungkooks table. "Share your thoughts Jeon" She smirked but as soon as Jungkook realized that everyone was staring at him, he held his gaze low. Mrs.Sol tsked and gave a cocky grin as the other students started to giggle.

"What Jeon? can't even fucking answer a question?" Jackson Wang shouted from a desk behind him. "Yeah you pussy, go back to the garbage you call home"

"This place is a fucking college not a dump" All students started to laugh histerically at BamBams joke, but the only person who wasn't laughing was Jungkook. His gaze was still low.

"You see Mrs. Sol" Jungkook spoke up catching the teacher who was about to turn around and walk away off guard. Jungkook hated it, all of it, everyone.

Every day when he would wake up he would pray for this fucking nightmare to end, sometimes...

He wanted to put an end to it himself.

And no one would have stopped him, not even his alcoholic excuse of a father. He doesn't even have a friend to talk to except a small white cat who walks around the school campus sometimes. He would get called 'freak' or other nasty things but honestly, did Jungkook care?

Fuck yes he did.

Every damn morning when he would wake up and get ready for this hell hole, he would question himself all the time.

Why do I keep going, when I already arrived at my end?

He would spent every gloomy night outside, in the cold, hoping that the alcohol would wash all the guilt off him.

But yet he despises alcohol, great thanks to his father.

"He is so fuckinf stupid he even forgot how to talk" Hyunjin spoke up from the front and in just a second everyone started laughing again, watching- no staring at Jungkook. Patiently waiting for him to make any more mistakes. To make life more as a hell as it already is for the younger.

"I won't judge dreams by my own thoughts, I'm way more mature to agree and work on my failures. Im mature enough to accept my path and ways. I see it from the Optemistic perspektive I know what chances I have, and none of them is to end up as a underpaid college teacher" he smirked.

"You-"

Diiing

"I'm sorry ma'am page 23 Z.8 Paragraph 19 in the schools guidelines says that, that bell dismisses my presence in your lesson" he stands up taking his bag as everyone shut their mouths in disbelief.

"Have an amazing day ma'am" He passed Mrs. Sol was he made his way towards the door. He didn't feel anything, he never felt anything. It's as if his emotions got ereased with every age he passed. Jungkook didn't want to think about his ages, he can't even remember one Birthday he had ever enjoyed.

Now he lives everyday the same, even his own birthday. Why should he be grateful to be born into this fucked up life that tests his limits with every passing second? why should he be grateful for his 'mother' to unwillingly bring him onto this world. Not even she wanted Jungkook, but Jungkook admires her.

Admires how she just left him at the hospital, admires how his mother fleed from the hospital after the fifth day of giving birth to her son Jungkook.