Chapter 11

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Jungkook's POV

 I was in a heavy black cloud. Nothing to see. Nothing to hear. Just this heaviness in my whole body. So heavy that I couldn't move. I couldn't remember how to open my eyes. Then I started to hear noises. The buzz of machines. Clicking of feet near me. Quiet talking. I lied still. I strained to hear and make sense of it all. No idea. Where was I and why? Next I felt some light shining on my closed eyes - a pink glow. I struggled to open them. Success. I was in a bright white place. Someone was bending over me. He said my name. And again. I tried to remember how to talk. No words came, but I blinked hard. Again, he called me. Again I tried to answer. Suddenly I cleared my throat. I thought I was about to shout. But all that came out was a tiny whisper.

"What happened?"


No one's POV

"What happened?" Everyone in the room, his parents, turned their heads to him.

"Jungkook!" His mother rushed over to him, already in tears. She clasped her hands around his face, kissing his forehead. She pushed a button next to the bed, and a doctor walked in.

"I see you are awake, Mr. Jeon." The doctor said, "I am Doctor Lee."

"Mrs. Jeon, if you would be kind enough to step out for a moment."

"Of course." She walked out, wiping her tears.


"Jungkook, it says here you were brought for self-harming."

"Yes." Jungkook croaked out.

"First of all, why?" Doctor Lee asked, in a kind voice.

"I," Jungkook coughed, "I'm too fat and I just don't fit into the group.." He sighs.

"I see," He says, writing down on his notepad, "And why do you feel this way?"

"All the other members can mess around and eat what they want, I just don't fit in with them.."

"Thank you, Jungkook. Get some rest."


Jungkook sighed and lay down. He could feel his consciousness leaving him, and his once clear thoughts being mushed together. Finally, he slept.



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