Psychopath-j. jk

II: Jeon Jungkook

A/N: Okay...To clear up some story plot holes I'll have a past of every character in the book. I know, it might take a while but yolo right? Haha nvm me. Thanks for supporting me so much!

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I never knew my real name.

That was the only thing I knew. I was at an orphanage at the age of 5. That's what the people in the orphange told me. Little did I know, they were hiding secrets from me.

At the age of 6, I would always cry at sleep, they said. Little did I know, those were lies.

At the age of 7, I would be asleep with an evil smirk on my face, they said. Little did I know, things started to get crazy.

At the age of 8, I got adopted. They named me Jungkook. They changed my surname from something that started with an M to Jeon. They home schooled me. It was not a pleasant life, at all. I got punished whenever I made one little mistake. They would spank me, hit me, and even lock me in a room for a week with no food, just water. Little did I know, they lied to me.

At the age of 9, I saw the true colors of my adoptive parents. I overheard them talking over the phone about plans to get "rid" of someone. I didn't know what rid meant, so I searched it up online. Meanings were plastered in my face like it was nothing. Their meanings made me cry when my adoptive mother scolded me for crying over such a little thing, she said.

At the age of 10, I was forced to be involved in their acts. Not that I cared, because I was dull. They gave me a knife. There was a guy in front of me. He was pinned to the wall. He was begging for mercy, tears brimming in his eyes as his eyes started getting glassy. I was only told to put the knife—in everywhere I wanted. They said I have to be silent, or else they'll punish me. I was anxious but somehow a sick side of me showed up.

I didn't kill the man instantly, something, or someone, was telling me to make the guy suffer. So I did just that. I couldn't believe what I've done that night. I don't want to remember it yet it keeps haunting me whenver I try to sleep.

(you can ignore following a/n but i advise you to read it for safety)

(A/N: There's three kind of warnings here. First one is mild warnings. This will involve use of illegal drugs, mild sexual contact and anything mild. Second one is medium warnings. In this warning, it involves depression, psychotic acts, rape, and some content that can be triggering to others. Sometimes people who are easily triggered are advised to take a calm breath and can back out whenever they want. Last warning is the highest warning. In this last warning, everything that I listed that is triggering content in the prologue is here, may it be a flashback or not. For now, the following text is in the third warning so when you feel like you aren't ready, STOP. And oh, if you're 13 down, jesus christ gtfo of this book. I dont wanna have young readers. Sorry for long a/n. Forgot to put it.)

I dragged down the guy's trousers, agonizingly slow. I pulled off his briefs. I had my knife tightly clutched in my hand. I slowly sliced his balls off. But as the farther it got, the more deeper it got that the man was already pale as hell. But I was not done yet.

What I did was robably the most gruesome thing on Earth and not even hell could be compared to it. I shoved the man's underwear in his throat and then just directly sliced the man's throat, the man bleeding to his dead. I was honestly so evil at that time I lost control over myself.

At the age of 11, a bunch of kids made a deal to me. They said I had to bully a particular boy, called Min Yoongi. In exchange for that they offered some "good things". I never knew the boy I bullied was an innocent kid who was just destroyed with no walls built to protect himself. My bullying went far as making him go partially blind.

At the age of 12, the ones who made a deal to me gave me a very dagerous mission—to kill Yoongi's father. If only I knew the truth, what my "friends" did. Those kids told the police what I was doing, and they got a shit load of money for that, and I was framed up, I was checked up by a psychiatrist and told me I was a psychopath. I was locked in a white room, which soon turned out to be a mental hospital facility for the crazy.

And now, at the age of 21, I fucking regret being named Jeon Jungkook.

And that's how I became feared by all.

All I was back then was a child that needed parents.

Yet everything started to crumble one by one, my life crumbled, everything crumbled in a blink of an eye...

Like a house of cards.

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This took so mothafucking long,so sorry guys... A few days left and i'll be finally free from school. I promise you guys. Taetae is the next one. This is not edited so do expect some mistakes. Thank you for reading!

~Hannah