Number One

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Yoongi's POV
"Get out of this house now!" My now ex foster parent pushed me out the door and threw my backpack at me, "I can't believe you punched my child!"

I sighed and put the backpack around my shoulder, "Not my fault, he started it."

Jungkook, my ex foster parents' actual kid came walking out the door, "Eomma, Appa. It's fine. I did start it. It was just a friendly fight."

"I don't care! He shouldn't have punched you. Aish, why do you have to go to the same school as him?"

"Why'd you foster me if you hate me so much?" I interrupted and asked.

"Because Jungkook asked us to. But I refuse. Goodbye." Then the door was shut on me.

Like every other time I was kicked out of a house, I went straight to the orphanage, telling them what happened.

"Fine. We'll send you to a nearby foster parent who hasn't had you yet. Then you'll still be able to go to your high school." Is what I was told.

When I entered the new temporary home, I was greeted nicely. Turns out there were like five other foster kids here.

I stayed up late that night, writing on the walls.

Why do I do that?

Because I don't have paper of my own and I have to write my lyrics somewhere.

"Uh Yoongi? Can you please stop doing that?" The new foster mom asked.

I sighed, "Fine."

The next day, I lazily went to my seat and rested my head. By the way, I'm three grades behind what I should be. I'm nineteen years old but a sophomore in high school. The only reason I was still being sent from foster home to foster home was because I hadn't graduated high school. And why was that? Because I had too many absences from school.

No one wants to adopt a nineteen year old so I got sent away from a lot of foster homes and it was hard to find one. But I kept ruining each chance of a home.

As I was resting my head, thinking about how horrible my life was, the teacher came in with a young boy. Well my whole class was young to me since the average age of this class was three years younger then me... but still, this guy had a baby face.

"Hello, class. Today we have a new student named Park Jimin. He transferred here from Busan. Jimin, would you like to give some facts about yourself?" The teacher asked the new kid.

Jimin smiled politely, "Sure, I will. Well, I'm sixteen years old. I love music and dancing... I actually do a bit of ballet. Oh, and I'm an orphan." He said with a smile on his face causing everyone to gasp, then turn their heads toward me, then back to Jimin.

"You're an orphan?!" A classmate and friend named Kim Taehyung shouted out.

Jimin nodded, "I am. But when I was given up for adoption about ten years ago, I was given to a foster family and they raised me in my hometown, Busan, until well now."

"What happened?" Taehyung asked.

"And that's enough. I'm pretty sure Jimin doesn't want to give his life story." The teacher spoke up.

"I'm fine with it. My foster parents didn't have enough money to take care of me anymore so they sent me here... to new foster parents. And the reason no one ever adopted me was because... barely anyone adopts around here in Korea." Jimin said.

The class grew silent while I just stared at my desk.

"Sit by Min Yoongi." The teacher pointed to the right of me and Jimin went to sit at the empty desk neck to me.

Jimin looked and me and smiled, "It's nice to meet you, Yoongi. As you know, I'm Park Jimin."

I nodded, "Whatever, orphan."

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