Its been a while since we left. Hanging around rooftops of small buildings from late night till early morning. At some point Tae and Jimin found an old soccer ball which we took to the gas station Namjoon hyung worked at to get it pumped up so we can play with it. Walking back from the train station near the park we saw, we ran around on the empty tracks and ran along the roofs of some trains. Jin hyung packed his poleroid camera and taped it to a pole setting a timer to take the photo. We hang around for hours even in a bathtub filled to the brim with water but we didn't care, we never did. Why should we? We had each other so who needs the rest of the world. Later Yoongi hyung confessed he liked me and not hosoek hyung after he was a little bit more than tipsy but not drunk.
Work.. Having to deal with drunk people all the damn time just to make a living. I wish i could be training right now in the basement of BigHit Entertainment, or spend my time with the others since its already 20:00. Namjoon hyung, Jin hyung and Jimin thinks that im drunk since I smell like alcohol but the truth is I get thrown with drinks and I stumble and fall because of migraines and with blurry visions because of the lights of the club.
I can hear someone behind me. Their footsteps echoing through the dark alleyway. Classic way to get robbed or killed right. Yesterday night I accidentally bumped into someone and after countless of apologies and being let go by force I don't necessarily think the group of guys let go of it that easily because now im here with a haunted look on my face with a knife to my throat and a gun to my head. Someone in the back clearly drunk is chanting for us to fight. I might be good at sports but I haven't been in a fight before.
A knife to my stomach. Vision blacking out as I see them running away lauching manically. I don't want to go into much detail about what happened or is happening to me while I lay here hoping Yoongi or Namjoon hyung would come find me
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