*A few days later*
I woke up the next day facing a picture of our family when we were young. I noticed Jimin's picture with mine.
Jimin...
**Flashback**
On the side was a small picture frame of two young boys.
"Oppa, is that you?" I asked smiling. I picked it up and sat upright on the bed.
Jungkook got up and looked at the picture in my hand.
"When I was four."
"Who's this?" I asked, looking at the boy next to him. Somehow...he looked oddly familiar...
...
Hey...
This looked like—
"That's my brother. His name is Hyunmin. We separated when we were five."
Hyunmin?
I noticed a basketball right next to Hyunmin.
"He liked basketball too?" I asked, looking at Jungkook.
"He loved it. I never liked basketball. I still don't," he muttered, turning away.
Jungkook...didn't like playing basketball? But why...then why...did he play...?
"Oppa...why do you play it when you don't like it?"
"I play it for him," he said, looking back at me.
**END FLASHBACK**
How could I have forgotten about this?! Jimin... the boy in Jungkook's picture looked like...Jimin.
"Jimin!!! Open this door!" I yelled through the locked door.
"What Noona?!" he yelled back.
"Open it!"
"What?" he asked impatiently as he opened the door.
I pushed myself in and he closed the door behind him.
"What Noona? I'm very tired," he said, jumping back in bed.
"Jimin...why do you hate Jungkook so much?" I asked, sitting next to him.
"What?" he asked under the covers.
"Why do you hate him?"
"Who said I hate him?"
"Arin...and mainly everyone else..."
"I don't want to talk about it."
"I need to know."
"Why?"
"Tell me please Jimin..."
I guess he heard the tone of my voice because he sat up quickly.
"Please Jimin," I said, looking at him sadly.
"I came to this school knowing I would be the best at basketball. I practiced my ass off everyday when I was young just to be the best. I begged Appa to let me go to this school just so I could be one of the best. But when I got here, someone else was already at the top. Jeon Jungkook. Is that good enough?"
He sounded pissed.
"Is that why?" I asked. "Just because he was better than you?"
"And because he hates basketball. Why the hell does he even want to play for? He hated basketball. He only played because I made him..." Jimin muttered angrily under the covers.
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FanfictionI don't know why...but you interest me - Part 2: He was walking away from me again without a word. "JEON JUNGKOOK!" I yelled. He stopped...but didn't turn back... "I HATE YOU!" He continued walking. I was too angry for tears. He didn't even say one...
