Jungkook's pov
It was a.. pretty busy week for me and i can't wait for this week to end already... I have dance practice with the hyungs on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays and extra classes from Monday to Wednesday afternoon so i was only free at night to practice on Monday and Wednesday. My only free day was Thursday and i usually use that day to study and catch up on my homework as final exams were coming. Well, a teenager's life basically...
As the bright light shone through the small holes of my window (which was not covered by the curtains) on my eyelids, i let out a groan, stretched my hands and woke up. "What time is it.." i turned over and glanced at my table clock. It was 12:22 pm. I staggered out to the living room, still half asleep. The house maid, Butler Kim greeted me "Good Morning- i mean afternoon Young Master, your parents have both went out on a business trip to Thailand and will be back in 10 days."
"Again? Hahah... It's not like i'm not used to it anyway" i felt angry and sad at the same time because during the weekdays i was always at school and hardly had any time to spend with my parents. Yet on the weekends they still work... technically they work 365 days a year. It has been like this since grandpa passed away. My dad took up my grandpa's business which he now calls his own. My mom is a CEO at a certain company. My sister is busy with Junior High. So i'm practically always alone...
I sighed and went to brush up and change my clothes and told Butler Kim i was going out and won't be home till night. I grabbed my earpiece, wallet and phone and headed out. I was feeling really down lately... Firstly, i still couldn't open up to people and make new friends... i guess it's partly because i find it hard to trust people whom i have yet to know. I know it isn't fair to them but i just can't help it... i don't want to get hurt again. Secondly, i feel that both my mom and dad are always too busy working to care for my well-being. They always leave either a 100-dollar note or 1000-dollar note (if they didn't have small change) and a letter saying "Sorry yah Kookie, we have to go to work again. Left some cash for you to buy whatever you want! Use it wisely~ Love you." to make up for the time that they're not here beside me... I sighed again as i stepped out of my house.
The sky started to grumble as i was walking on the streets, thinking about what happened this whole week. "Jeez, such luck i have".
Then, it started raining cats and dogs. I looked up at the sky, wanting to just give everything up. Even the sky was mourning for me. I looked down and continued to walk in the rain without any destination or any place to go as i heard people mumuring (they were under the shelter). Some even said i was crazy, walking under such heavy downpour. I couldn't care less.
I bumped into something. It was someone else holding an umbrella. He had a tatoo on his lelft arm and a scar on his face.
"You got my shirt wet. Are you going to pay for this limited edition shirt made in Italy?" the man said.
"I'm sorry sir, i didn't bump into you on purpose." I looked up at the man feeling no fear at all, although my senses told me to shutup and run.
The man grabbed my shirt and pulled my face close to his,"Don't play jokes on me kid. Pay up or get a beating from me."
What's wrong with this man, i didn't even do it on purpose. I was in a foul mood then. He definitely couldn't see that he was playing with fire.
I spat at his face, "Pay? Hah, fat hope." i smirked at him and pushed his hand away from my shirt.
The man gave me a good puch right into my right jaw. I was fuming right then. He really did it. I threw a revengeful punch at him, sending him to the ground and wiped the blood that was dripping from my lips. Before he could even stand up, i continuosly threw punches at him until his cheeks were swollen.
