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Chapter 1.

─ Jungkook are you ready? Jungkook's mother scream from the living room.

─ Yeah, just give me a few more minutes, I'm done packing soon, The pretty boy reply while packing his last things.

The big day had finally arrived. The day he was going to be able to get out of this damn house and live his teenage life to the fullest.

Of course, he was very happy to live with his parents, he really love them very much. But how saying this nicely... Jungkook's parents are a little intrusive. When he go out for example, he have schedules to respect, yes, at his big age Kook still have a curfew stuck to the buttocks. So despite the love he have for  them, it's a good time to get away from the family cocoon, live his life, enjoy his youth, party, find love, just have fun. And above all, to realize his biggest dream: to become a pilot.

But for this, he already know that he must first complete a final year at Seoul University of  Psychology. Find a job to have money and also offer me a suitable car. The pink haired boy refuse to depend on his parents, even if they can afford it, he would always prefer to succeed by himself, mostly for being proud of knowing that he succeeded on his own.

So yes, you are going to tell me what the relation between becoming a pilot and psychology. Like any unhappy child, he had no choice but to follow the choices of his dear father. Himself a professor of psychology, he wanted above all that his little boy would take his place one day. The Jungkook of a few years ago would have cowardly obeyed, would have been unhappy. But today he just wants to fuck the world and live his dream. And no one will stop him.

He still have 1 year of study left, luckily Seoul University has agreed to enroll him in their school program. Since normally he would have had to redo his 3 years of  studies. But like what, having a father who works in the field helps a lot. And then he don't care anymore, he's not happy, that's not what he want. What he want is riding, danger, excitement, speed and adrenaline. Kook didn't talk to his parents about what he was planning to do in the  future, knowing already that they would absolutely disagree with this choice, the pink haired boy decided to leave New York and return to his hometown.

Seoul.

Jungkook already made a plan, being a very orderly and perfectionist person helps. His goal is to finish the year and get his diploma just to give it to his dad. From my research he can do a lot of odd jobs to make money because the Seoul Pilot Club is very popular so at a huge price. But it's not this little detail that will stop him.

─ Jungkook sweetheart, if you ever need something call me okay? she said ruffling his baby's hair gently.

─ Mom please.

─ What? I'm trying to protect you baby!

And again, overprotection.

─ For the love of god, let him breath.

─ Thank you dad, an answer escape from the boy's mouth in a neutral tone.

─ Well, don't disappoint me. If you could learn from your sister, that would be great, don't shame me son, did you understand?

─ Mmh.

─ Great! Oh, and before I forget stop making you those stupid hair colors.

─ What?! Why?

─ Son, apart from homosexuals nobody dyes their hair, especially pink, a look of disgust spreads over his face.

─ I-I have to go, see you soon, I'll call when I get there, he reply one last time, addressing a neutral face but also hurt.

He go out in front of the door followed closely by my mother while my father go away. She slowly kisses his son, and pat his head, she knew, and luckily she was there for him no matter what.

─ I'm sorry Bun, don't listen to him and go live your dream, she smiles at me, and Jungkook smile back at her.

─ Yah ! Stop calling me that.

─ I love you, she lets out a nice laugh.

─ I love you too mom, I'll call you when I get there don't worry.

My mother definitely has the most beautiful smile in the world. Think Jungkook, and that was right.