Hushed words (tk)

Hey.

---unedited

Jungkook had 8 days until his monthly exam at the cram school. He had formulated a plan, for the same, which included studying for 12 hours, and punishment if he failed. 

Yeah. He had decided, that used to tell himself that it wasn't his fault, but it is his fault, and only his. And for that, for not focusing properly, for charging it all on demotivation and procrastination, he'd try and get himself to become disciplined, even if it had to be the hard way. 

He was sure of something, never ever he would try and make friends, no, it was a waste of time, no one liked him and he had to stay alone, if that's how his life was meant to be, then alright, he'd let it be. 

He's depressed, he'd let it be, he'll live, just for the sake of his parents having spent so much on him. Once he gives back their money, he'd do whatever he wants, dying it is. 

It had been one week since he hadn't gone to school because they were given 10 days leave, one week since he had visited his mother's college, and one week since his mother had told him that she was disappointed in him. And ever since then, he had spent time, thinking, coming out with ways he'll act in, the masks he'll wear, masks of hiding his true self, and showing that he doesn't care. 

He can't be evil, no it'll only hurt him more, he can't act cold, because that's not who he is, but he has to act like he doesn't care, cause that way, maybe people will stop telling him off, and maybe his family will realize that their taunts and comments don't make any effect on him even though the truth is the opposite.

...

Jungkook woke up at 5 in the morning and got out his bike(bicycle), which was black and blood-red in color, having received it as a birthday present. He hadn't ridden it long enough, but he had to change his habits. Jungkook had asked his mother whether he could go to the gym, but, his father had heard and laughed it off saying not to waste any more money, and that he can't do things like gymming. So Jungkook decided that riding a bicycle was it. 

He changed into a black hoodie and pants, kept his phone in his pocket, put in his headphones, and went out of the apartment, down the elevator,  climbing on his bike and putting on a timer. 

And he went off, he was wearing both the glasses and the mask and even the hood so that no one could recognize it was him. 

He had thought there would be less amount of people he'd have to see at 5 in the morning but to his surprise, there were many, a few were jogging, a few stretching here and there, and some were on their way towards the gym. 

Jungkook continuously rode around the garden near his apartment building, at a normal speed for around 20 minutes, when he stopped by and to off, walking towards one of the benches and sitting down. He was sweaty but he didn't dare remove his hood, or mask, and just kept his head low, since he had forgotten to get water, and was panting slightly. 

He felt someone sit beside him, but he didn't look, instead, he tilted his phone's screen so that he could get a view of who it was. 

And he had to mentally restrain himself from running away. It was none other than V, sweating badly, probably having come from a gym, because near his feet was a bag that was slightly open, showing stuff that usually people going to the gym would carry. Jungkook made no noise but felt the other dial a number on his phone and he heard it once again, the deep raspy voice that issued from V's throat and never failed to make Jungkook feel intimidated. 

Seemed like the other was talking to someone on the phone, 

'Yeah, I'll do that. I'm thinking of doing the project, you know very well why to get in her good books so that she allows me to do what I want.'- He said smirking to himself while Jungkook glanced from his phone's screen.