"Don't play with him, his mother is a thief, he is also an illegitimate child. No need to care about him".
"Hey! Jungkook, don't follow us! Go away!"
"Jungkook, did you take your classmate's money? I'm asking you! Why don't you say anything! If you don't return the money, the teacher will check yours drawers immediately!"
"I didn't take it" An eight years old boy bite his lip, holding back his tears so it wouldn't flow out.
"Teacher, I saw him putting the money in his pocket"
"Jungkook, get it out quickly! Such a young age but doesn't learn from good examples!"
The boy blinked with his red eyes, "That is the money from my grandmother. It's mine"
"Teacher, don't believe him. He took my money, and it's definitely him! He is a little thief, a little thief".
"Little thief, Jungkook is a thief, Jeon Jungkook is a little thief, little thief!" The classmate beside him began to join in the cheer, and the voice was even louder. They made the boy in the middle loudly. "I'm not a thief, no I'm not...."
Jungkook woke up from his nightmare, his entire body covered with sweat. In the dark, his dark eyes stared at the celling of his room. He was unable to move on the bed, his body shivered.
It's been 12 years, but the nightmare from his childhood continue to follow as if it had entered his heart and was unable to be released.
He closed his eyes, squeezed his hands to stop his trembling body. However, he was still unable to control it.
His body struggled for a while, and he finally let go of his fist. Let fear overcame himself.
Time passed long enough until his body finally stopped shaking. Cold sweat clung onto his back, left a cold feeling. He sat on his bed, walked out of the room in the dark.
His footsteps were very light, worried he would wake his grandmother in the next room. Walking out of the house, he slowly opened the door. After coming out of the door, he immediately closed the door. Grabbing a cellphone to check the time, it was almost 10 p.m.
The night sky in October, in a narrow alley, cold wind accompanied by sound. Jungkook leaned against the wall, put his hand in his pants pocket, looked up to the stars in the night sky. The wind that blew away all the feelings of depression and despair in his heart.
Jungkook stared at the dark sky for a moment, looked down, and grabbed a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He pulled out one stick and slipped it between his lips. He took a lighter and held the wind with his left hand to lit the cigarette. White smoke spread before his eyes, Jungkook narrowed his eyes as he thought of something.
The alley was very quiet, but the noise from the highway could be heard from there. There was the sound of a speeding car, people talking and laughing, the noise of the crowd, also the sound of people who are fighting like crows, so noisy that sometimes it makes people feel upset.
After finishing a cigarette, Jungkook smashed it with his feet and prepared to return home. When he turned around, the corner of his eye swept over a figure who was running into the ally.
Without realizing it, he turned his head. Before he could see that person clearly, suddenly he heard the voice of girl screaming, "Little thief, don't run! Stop it right there!"
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Today is the last day of the National Day holiday, Lisa and her best friend decide to hangout. After they finished watching at the cinema, they came to main road to eat skewers. They both ate skewers until they had to spend around 200 dollars.
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