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Taehyung exhaled out a deep breath, walking with small footsteps and looked around. The place was empty and isolated and Taehyung had no idea where he was right now, but he was just hoping he was far away from his classmates and everyone else.

The full moon shone dazzlingly in the dark sky as Taehyung kept his head low, breaths uneven. His hands had started to frost again and so did his shoes and socks- Taehyung simply took them off and threw them somewhere- trying to be as minimum as he could with his clothes since they were iced too and hated the feeling of frosted stuff over his skin- but he still kept his jeans on like a decent human along with the sleeveless shirt that he wore underneath.

Now, Taehyung didn't want to return back there. The thing he had been trying to conceal all this time was now revealed- fuck. He told the teachers and the principal he couldn't control himself without those goddamn medicines yet they forced Taehyung to not take them.

Like, yeah. He knew the teachers did that for his own good- since those pills were giving him some huge damages and considering the fact of how he ended up in the hospital as well of because his heart issue and the inner damages caused by the pills were too much for Taehyung's weak body to handle...

Not really knowing where exactly to go, Taehyung bolted down the empty streets, and (hopefully) he stopped frosting the ground only by standing.

Tomorrow is Friday, which meant if Taehyung really wanted to transfer, he had to talk to the principal either tomorrow or Monday, and holy fuck- Taehyung had NO fucking idea what he could do now- he didn't want to encounter the others- especially Jimin who would ask him a bunch of questions regarding his trait- and definitely Hoseok would do the same too.

Taehyung was aware that one way or another, by now all the students were aware that Taehyung actually had a trait and their assumptions were false- that meant more questions. Everyone would bug him and Taehyung was never a fan of a bunch of people together. Not that he felt overwhelmed that he might start doing something that he shouldn't, he just didn't feel comfortable around too many people. Quiet an introvert, you may say.

So, right now, Taehyung was at the park- all alone by himself. Well, Taehyung thought he should spend the rest of the night here since there was nowhere else to go.

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"Where's Taehyung!" Jimin blurted out, scooting to his classroom. The first period of the day. Jimin or anyone else hadn't seen Taehyung after the incident yesterday and god- he was so fucking worried, he could start crying at any moment.

"I'm sure he'll be back," Hoseok whispered, sliding his arm over Jimin's shoulder and pulled the boy closer. Jimin chewed the inside of his mouth, not really trusting Hoseok's words, but he hoped that Taehyung would be back soon before his mind explodes.

Of course, the three boys did try to trace Taehyung by following the frosted ground, until the frost ended somewhere but there was still no sign of Taehyung around. By looking around for hours, the boys returned to their dorms and cried themselves to sleep.

They didn't even bother to have any sort of contact with Jungkook and holy fuck- if something happened to Taehyung, they surely would blame Jungkook because he deserved it.

The boys went to the class and sat down on their seats. Hoseok and Yoongi exchanged a glance in dubiety, before looking at Jimin- who was staring at Keyboard Smash bleakly.

Sure, they really wanted to cheer Jimin up at the same time they had no idea how- and absolutely, Yoongi and Hoseok knew that the one person who could cheer Jimin up at the moment was Taehyung- who was nowhere to be seen! Or actually maybe not- the door of the classroom swung open, revealing Taehyung with his messy red hair and white shirt hung somewhere down his shoulders and his glasses had fallen down his nose.