My breathing tenses for a short moment. The cops place their cold hands around my shoulders and I let them.
When we finally reached the police station, he seated me adjacent from him and began to ask me questions.
"You little punk. I have to go outta my way to catch you. Why do you keep causing trouble?"
I didn't answer.
The man shakes his head and just continues on, "Name?"
"Kim Taehyung"
He looks up from his computer screen, to the sound of my voice, and then back down.
"Age?"
"21."
"Parents?"
I look away from the man for a split second. What were those again?
"I don't have anything like that."
He doesn't take another glance at me, and just takes a sip of his water. And clears his throat.
Suddenly, I feel my blood boil for an odd reason. This feeling felt familiar.
That's right. What a memory to recall, even though I tried so hard to forget. The only man who ever once cared for me, my father.
Only you who see my crimes. Only you who sees my flaws.
I've fallen to deep. To deep in this darkness. Please punish me for these crimes. I can't continue on like this.
Stop smiling when you know it's not alright. Stop. Please.
"Taehyung Dad'll get better, look I'll even make a promise with you."
She links both our pinkys together, sealing our promise. My sister. Why did you have to lie?
I'm caught in another lie and that's Life isn't it?