Every morning at exactly 4:00 am, the fucking trumpet would play and everyone has 5-10 minutes to get the fuck outta bed and get ready.
It always took me just 5 minutes, I mean I was bald so there was nothing to fix. But today I took my full 10 minutes since I finally grew out my hair. Once I was ready I went out to the field and formed myself in my platoon. Hands down on my sides, back straight, shoulders fixed.
And a straight fucking face.
I hated Boot Camp more than I ever hated working out.
Thanks to this place my abs are defined and I have athletes foot.
Nonetheless...today's my last day.
My 15 month case is clear, then I'll be free and who knows what else I'll do.
But this whole 'Be a good person' thing isn't going to stay with me. Since the night of my 'crime' my mother never spoke to me again.
It was bad enough I was giving her a hard time when that happened. I remember her exact words in the court room.
-Flashback-
Judge: Order! Order!
Lawyer: Whatever the judge decides that's the final decision, I won't be able to do anything afterwards.
I nodded and gave my lawyer a reassuring look.
Chief: Please stand before your honor.
Everyone including myself got up.
Judge: On behalf of the death of Kim Taehyung, and Min Yoongi's decision. I sentence Min Yoongi to Boot Camp for 15 months! *bangs hammer*
Mom: You no good son of a bitch! I am ashamed of you! I am ashamed of myself! You are no child of mine! No child of mine would ever commit such a crime!
I was handcuffed and escorted to the backroom as my eyes were glued on to my mother who was crying hysterically.
-End of Flashback-
My heart turned cold ever since.
My own family blamed me for what happened, even Taehyung's family blame me for his death.
They weren't fucking there, they don't know what happened. I don't even know how it happened.
All I heard was the gunshot and that was it... he was gone.
Sergeant: Listen up you sick rodents! Today's your last day, but guess what? I don't give a fuck!
I chuckled quietly.
He looked right at me.
Oh shit.
He came towards me, his face was just inches from mine.
Sergeant: YOU THINK THAT WAS FUNNY?!
I kept a straight face.
Sergeant: I'M TALKING TO YOU!
"Sir no sir!" I yelled.
He snatched my hat.
Sergeant: LOOK WHAT WE GOT HERE? YOU'RE NOT HAIRLESS ANYMORE. YOU MONK!
I had no reaction.
He threw my hat to the ground and stomped on it.
Sergeant: PICK IT UP!
I bent down quickly, picked up my hat and put it on.
He snatched my hat and threw it to the ground again -_-
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My Heart《BTS SUGA FANFIC》
FanficI was involved in a fight that leaded up to the murder of my best bud. I didn't kill him, some sick asshole did. He got 25-to-life and me? Well...let's just say it was either Juvy or Boot Camp.
