No.3 Annoying

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Third Person

It's been days since Jungkook started cutting and it has also been days since his mom kept on torturing him with these sick questions and shitty slaps.

It was now the first day of school. His mom transfered him to a new school which he wasn't familiar of. His mom told him about the bus that he should ride to his destination.

J.k.'s P.O.V.

I wore a red and white-striped long-sleeved shirt. Yes I like long-sleeved shirts. I picked up my backpack and went downstairs. I wore my sneakers then went out the house.

I walked to the bus stop and sat down on the bench. I pulled out my phone and continued listening to the music last night. I saw the bus then I stood up. It had the color of maroon. It stopped and the doors opened. I felt sick when I entered. I walked to the very back. While I was walking, someone placed their foot out and that caused me to fall. I stood up and looked behind me. I saw a guy with a box-liked-smile. He laughed. That was what I hated.

"Next time, try to look where your foot is going. It looked like it was trying to get out of its own body." I half-shouted. I turned back to the direction I was going. I knew he would go after me. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I knew it was him.

He turned me around and I gave him a blank expression. When our eyes made contact, my heart skipped a beat. Sweat was now forming in my glands.

But I was snapped out when he tried to punch me in the face. I dodged it by leaning back. I kicked him in the dick since he was being a dickhead. He gripped his injured friend and fell on his knees. I smirked at the sight.

Revenge is sweet.

I continued walking to the very back. I sat by the window area. I took out my phone and earphones. I listened to the calming music while it was calming me down.

By the corner of my eye, some people were looking at me at my left. I faced them and they stopped. I turned back to the window and saw big trees. I then saw a glimpse of a building. The bus was going fast. I already felt a little sick. We came across a large gate and the bus stopped. Everyone started standing up. Then the doors opened and everyone got off. I followed behind them. I got off then the doors closed.

"This place looks familiar." I said to myself. "You think it's familiar?" A voice interrupted me. I turned to the direction of the voice. There was a guy who smiled widely at me. I still gave him a blank expression. He approached me and I backed up a little. He chuckled,"I'm not gonna hurt you." I mouthed an 'oh' since it was my mistake.

"I'm Hoseok. Jung Hoseok. Sixteen. You can call me J-Hope. You?" His name sounds like the words hoe and suck but whatever then.

"Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook. Thirteen. People who know me call me Jeon."

"Since I know you already, maybe I could call you Jeon too! Oh! Come on, we're gonna be late! Let's go!" Sheesh. This guy sounds like a kid. Worse, he acts like kid.

Fuck. Now there are things that I don't like about this guy. Somebody help me.

A/N:

Okie. So One. Jeon here is a meanie because of some reasons. This sounds like a spoiler but Kook and Tae had amnesia like on the same day but not the same time. Get it? k.

Second. Here is a warning that you might encounter very good grammar in some chapters which might give you a nose bleed.

Third. This story also happened to me. Which includes the child abuse thing and the cutting there. Actually it's just a little cut but I leveled it up here. I only did the cutting at school.

Fourth. Like the Kook here, I don't really like loud people. If you guys are loud people, then it's alright.

This was a long author's note.

Goodbye!

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