1: Locked

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(If you dared to skip the Author's Note in the last part you better go through it quickly before I smack ya asses.)

"JUNGKOOK, OPEN THE FREAKING DOOR.", a female voice shouted from the other side of the oak door.

The twelve-year-old boy whimpered as he leaned his back on his door, tears were threatening to escape from his eyes. His eyes were burning.

"L-leave me alone, eomma. I don't wanna come.", Jungkook told his mother who was desperately trying to open the locked door to get her son out.

"But your tutor will be here in a few hours, you need to get ready.", his mother said. "NO.", Jungkook snapped. "Appa will be mad.", his mother warned the little boy.

Silence.

"Jungkook?", the mother called her son after a few moments of pin-drop silence.
Jungkook cleared his throat. "I-It's just... I have a headache.", Jungkook lied as a cheeky idea popped into his mind. "I'll come... just leave me for a few minutes.", he then added.

Mrs Jeon sighed and left. He waited until the sound of her footsteps disappear.

For a fact, he knows that she didn't go for good. She had gone to get the spare key to his room, and he knew it. After all, it's... 'same shit different day'.

"Good luck in finding the key, eomma.", he smirked as he looked at his fishbowl. His goldfish, Tuki was swimming peacefully in the water. And at the bottom of Tuki's tank had sand, fake seaweed and dead corals that Jungkook had collected at the beach last summer. But that's not all... if someone takes a closer look at the fishbowl, a shiny sliver object can be seen in the sand.

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