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Jungkook raced towards his room and his hands continuously groping his pockets, searching for a certain glass bottle.

His heart racing and lips dry as if he haven't drunk water for an eternity. Of course, there was nothing In his pockets, what was he even expecting.

He knew sending yoongi to college was a terrible idea. No matter how hard he tried to forget the face yoongi made when he was offered to rejoin his college, he couldn't deny the fact that it did bother him.

And Mr Lee confirmed it too now that there was someone yoongi was close to in the college. Even though, he knew it wasn't proven as a threat yet but his heart was a bit too decisive in these things.

Jungkook ran towards the door and pushed it open, making his way towards the drawers, opening it quickly.

The reason why jungkook was scared wasn't  because he didn't know what was happening to him but because he knew exactly what was happening to him.

He pushed the drawer close as he witnessed the void drawer and ran towards the other one. His trembling hands desperately searching for his medication. The screaming voices in his head started to get intolerable.

Sweat beads formed on his forehead as he ran towards his cupboard, opened it and threw all the contents on the floor urgently and continued his search operation again.

It was painful by now. His breath unevened as he tried to drag air inside his already weak lungs. Jungkook held onto his shirt and snapped two top buttons off, feeling a bit relieved but still gaping.

His brain flooding with memories, happy yet painful memories. He wanted it to be over soon. To shut all the voices down, to feel nothing.

Then his hand felt something cold inside the closet.

There it was, that black bottle of pills not even bothering to double check. He took out one pill and placed inside his mouth and searched for the glass of water which was placed on the table.

He wanted that intense feeling to be replaced by that numb feeling again. He was this close to go back to normal, but it looked like he was already late.

Before he could take a sip his eyes widen and he ran to the washroom.

Jungkook placed the glass of water on the tiles floor and sat beside it, not even caring about his surrounding. He started puking his guts out.

He cringed at the bitter taste of tablet already stuck inside his mouth. His mind racing in all directions wildly ,while his body slowly becoming numb was killing jungkook.

"where is sir?" Mr Lee asked  yoongi placing his phone inside his pocket. And the younger shrugged, anyway he didn't really know where jungkook was.

That was the nth time when yoongi received that judgemental look from the older. For some reason it was annoying yoongi. Why, why was he always looked down at? And why would he care about where jungkook was.

Mr Lee subtly rolled his eyes before he made his way towards jungkook's room. He wasn't sure why was he even expecting yoongi to care about jungkook.

"sir?" Mr Lee called softly knocking at jungkook's already open door. He was sure he would find jungkook there. But got no reply, he called for several more times before he decided to walk away.

But for some reason he didn't feel like leaving. Jungkook wasn't someone to leave unannounced, specially when he was away.

He decided to knock a few times before he slowly pushed the door further open. Jungkook wasn't in the room, a frown formed on Mr Lee's face. Before he could leave he decided to check in the washroom.