Hello, darling. //vkook/taekook//

Chapter Eight:~

Waking up was awful. My eyes and throat were sore and I could still feel tear's sourness on my lips. I didn't want to go to school, since I would surely bump into Taehyung, but I can't, I have few tests today.

My mother wasn't home since yesterday and I didn't want her to come back either, neither did I care where she was. I just left the house with a warm cup of tea and with a red swollen face.

"Watch the fuck out where you're going." A familiar voice was heard in my ears so I unplugged my earphones and saw the person I didn't want to meet today either.

"Sorry, Namjoon." I bowed apologizing.

"Oh you better be. What's with the face? Boyfriend fucked you too hard and then left you?"

"Shut up, don't you dare make fun of me like that. What do you even know about me? Nothing." I was angry yelling at him and he just stood there laughing with his group of friends.

"Well I do know that you're a fucking gay cunt."

I couldn't take it anymore. I dropped the tea from my hands and clenched my fist. I felt anger rise up my body and I punched his face with all my strength.

"You fuc-" he quickly stood up and gave me his payback to my stomach. He was stronger, I was weaker. His nose was the only place that was hurt, but as for me he did injure me bad.

The fight soon attracted attention and a few teacher came up sprinting over to break us both apart. We both were led to the principle's office.

"Who started all this? Do you know how badly it could've ended?" He was just yelling and scolding us, but we didn't answer anything.

"Okay I get it, but if this will happen one more time, you won't be suspended but one of you will be expelled. Now go."

I left the room first and walked to my locker. I felt dizzy all of sudden, I guess from all the punches I received.

"Are you okay?" Someone asked me.

"What?" I looked at the person standing next to me. He was tall with brown hair, but his face was a bit chubby though his body was thin.

"Oh, sorry. You looked hurt, what happened?"

"I got into a fight, nothing serious. Now would you mind?" I stretched out my hand to open the locker.

"So you were the one to fight with Namjoon, heh? Pretty brave. Anyways I'm Jin, I'm third year."

We shook hands and he smiled at me. His smile was warming and I thanked him for worrying about me.
But our both smiles were turned down when Taehyung came running over.

"Jungkook!"

I just looked at him, eyes furrowed.

"Why did you fight with Namjoon?! What happened to you?" He started touching all the bruises but I just took his hands away from me, clenching them hard.

"Why do you care, Mr. Kim?" I gave him a fake smile and let go of his hands.

"Why you ask? I'm your-"

"Teacher. I get it, now please go." He obeyed and left. But the new friend near me was looking strangely not understanding what's happening. But he didn't ask.

Me and Jin separated our ways to different classes we had to attend and decided we'll meet outside at lunch. Today was one of the worst days, reminding me of myself, last year.

~

"Jungkook, hi!" Jin waved coming through the school door to the outside.

"Hello."

We both sat down on the grass and started eating food we bought.

"So, what can you tell about yourself?" I started off.

"Um. I'm 18, name's Jin," he chuckled. "I like color pink! Oh and I'm attracted to guys."

"Wait what? How can you admit that so easily?"

"Heh? I mean it's a part of me why should I be ashamed of me?"

I stared at the ground, a bit shocked. Has it always been that easy?

"Aren't you afraid of what people will think?" I turned my head to his side.

"Nope. I don't care, you shouldn't either." He ruffled my hair and continued eating his food.

"Jin, thank you."

He looked at me confused but just nodded and smiled. I didn't know what was I scared of all this time. Maybe because I would get hurt? And I did but I realized just now, that I should move on. Nothing good will come out from a student and teacher relationship. Nothing good will come out from a relationship in which only one loves the other.

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Few days have passed and my mother hasn't come back yet. I went to look around her room to at least find something with what I could contact her, since she wasn't picking her phone up. But when I opened her room, I was shocked. It was empty, only furniture none of her items. She moved out.

I had no money, no job and no one who could help me. I had one house I can't afford to live. My mind was a mess and I didn't know what to do. I could get a part time job but there's no way that I could pay rent and buy food, stuff for myself. I can't move out either.

"Jin?" I called him on the phone and was relieved when he picked up. We've been hanging out together for a while and he has helped me a lot.

"Hey, Jungkook! What's up?" His voice was cheerful and it calmed me a bit.

"I have a problem."

"Huh? Should I come over?"

"No just hear me out. I .. My mother moved out not telling me anything and I have no job, and no money to pay rent. There's no family here that I can turn to for help, so.."

"Okay, calm down. I understand the situation, but isn't there anyone else?" I felt him panic and I realized that he'll be no help.

"No one." I answered bitterly. Taehyung was out of the question. He no longer exists for me, even if he tries to call me from time to time, I don't care. All he is to me is a teacher.

"Jungkook.. I have no idea how to help you, but you can stay at my place for a while. I still live with my parents, though."

"Nevermind. It's fine." I smiled to myself and hung up.

That's it for me. I fucked up my "new life."