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A big storm was about to hit Seoul, Korea and the wind was blowing hard. Leaves falling to their death, trees dancing to natures beat, animals finding shelter, and a lonely boy sitting in the empty streets.

Taehyung pov_
Why does everything bad happen to me? I have done nothing to deserve what's been done to me. Nothing.

"Fuck." I say as I look down at my watch. "11:58" it read.

The memories start rushing back. Tears begin to fill my eyes, I start to whimper and shake.

"Why?"

I put my hands to my face and let the tears drop, after a while it's a steady stream, unstoppable at the moment. As I sob into my hands I hear a faint trinkling sound.

It's fucking raining.

I cuss under my breath and huddle up inside my jacket as best as I could, attempting to keep any warmth in as I could, but it wasn't working. The rain is coming down harder.

'How could you? How dare you disrespect my love for you like that? I gave you my everything and this is what I fucking get?! I knew this would happen! I shouldn't have believed you.'

I got up and started pulling at my hair yelling into the air, nobody would hear my anyways, it's empty at this hour and the rain is loud. I needed to hit something, and the first thing I saw was a tree.

I stomped my way to the tree and started punching it, not feeling anything, I was numb at the moment. When I finished I screamed, then collapsed, sobbing on the ground.

That's when I felt a light tapping on my shoulder.

"Anyoung stranger." A man said to me with a worried expression.
"Let me help you out." he said as he reached for my hands. I winced at his touch, because I didn't realize that I had torn up my knuckles when I fucked the trees shit up.

I stood up and looked at him. His eyes gleaming in the moonlight.

"T-thanks" I say shyly.

"No problem, now let's you get you to my car, it's raining pretty hard, and we don't want to get stuck in a flood now do we?" he said smiling, showing off these deep dimples.

We walk about two minutes from where we were last and crossed the street.

As we approach his car he opens the passenger door and moves to the side so I could get in, then closes it and rushes to the drivers seat. As soon as he gets in he turns over the engine and turns on the heaters.

"Why did you help me?" I ask.
"You seem like a sweet guy and you were angry.. and I guess you needed a little bit of me in your life." He says while smiling.
"What do you mean by you?"
"Ah, my apologies, I haven't introduced myself., I'm Jung Hoseok. My friends call me J~hope because I'm always shining light their way when they need it. So by me I meant a little bit of hope." he says.
So we just sit there for a moment, looking at each other, drenched in water, and then drive to his home.
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We arrive to his house, which is very nice. All white with a light tan trim, two stories high, big, gorgeous windows, and a balcony.

"You have a very nice home Hoseok."
I say while clutching my hand.

"Thank you. Now let's get you inside."
he says as he steps outside of the car and opening my door, then leading me inside.

Once he opens the door I hear a bark. A Yorkie ran up to Hoseok and started jumping on his legs.

"No, no. Not now Chimchim, go over there, I'm helping someone right now." he says to the dog. Amazingly, it somehow understood and left without a problem.

Hoseok continued walking and I followed him. He led me to his bathroom, opened a cabinet, grabbed tissues, alcohol, and a bandage wrap.

"Let me see." he says with his hands out.

I put my hands in his hand, which was very soft.

"It will sting a bit, okay?" he said.

I nod in response.

He took the tissue and poured some alcohol on it. He then looked at me and gave me a reassuring smile. He then dabbed my knuckles, and it stung, so I winced.

"Ah I'm sorry! I wouldn't wish pain upon anyone, but I just have to clean the wound to make sure it won't get infected." he said.
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After he was done patching me up he let me clean up and take a shower since I was soaking wet. He did the same.

As I was showering I turned around, letting the water hit my back. The droplets stung a bit because the water was hot and the pressure was high.

After I bathed myself I got out. feeling the coldness in the air stick to my body. I quickly grabbed a towel and covered myself.

I walked over to the mirror he has and looked at myself.

Pathetic

I feel my eyes water, the tears threatening to fall. I try to roll them back but there's no use. I let them stream down.

Suddenly I hear a knock at the door. I quickly grab my clothes but realized they are still wet.

"Ah Hoseok, my clothes are cold and wet and I have no new set to change into.." I say sheepishly on my side of the door.

"I have brought you some." he says from the outside.

I open the door and stick my arm out and he hands me some clothes.

Black basketball shorts with a teal and white tank. They fit my perfectly so I just dried my hair a bit and walked out.

I went to the living room since it was the only place I knew in this house.

When I arrived in the living room I sat down and looked around. A flat screen mounted on the wall, family photos hanging, a tan couch (which I was sitting on), two white chairs, and a coffee table.

"Are you out?" I hear Hoseok call.
"Living room." I say in response.

I look out the window, it's pouring, and the trees surrounding his house were swaying in every other way.

I hear footsteps approaching behind the couch.

Hoseok is there with two bowls of soup.

Out of nowhere I hear one of the biggest lightning crackles, then all the lights go out.
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so this is my first chapter obviously, sorry if it wasn't too great.. It gets better though :) I promise, but thanks for reading!

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