2. Run

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3rd Person POV.

Jungkook strolled past the empty corridors, he was very early today. Although it was not in the least interest of his studies though, he just hated being late. So he spent early mornings just walking, thinking mindlessly and, much to his satisfaction there wasn't a single soul in sight.

Perfect.

As his mind settled down, he began thinking of those pair of brown eyes that he collided with not long back. Jungkook knew it the first day he saw him.

Nerdy glasses.

Hand full of books.

And most of all clumsy.

He's easy, he thought to himself with a satisfied smirk.

Little did he know, Park Jimin was more than what meets the eye.

Jungkook started marvelling at how the small boy shuddered under his gaze. The poor boy couldn't even say his own name properly. He even felt proud of himself to have had such an effect on him.

Jungkook had undoubtedly found his new target.

He wondered how could one look so small, docile and innocent.
He justified himself. He decided that it's not his fault anymore because, all this flipped the switch in him. It made him want to bully the unsuspecting newcomer more.
He was completely misguided.
Jungkook, was just a single child living on his own, with little support from his indifferent mother who didn't even live with him. He wasn't always like this, he wasn't always the stubborn boy he is, he didn't used to be the only single child... until his world turned upside down. Trauma and neglect fueled the anger and toxicity in him, and had swallowed the young boy in it's cold embrace.
All he ever did was bully others.
It had become a way of life for him, he never thought it was wrong in the slightest amount. It is indeed true that some sudden turn of events change someone completely and drastically as a person.

And to make things worse, stupid and naïve Jungkook was glad for the change.
He began to use it as his defense, thinking that, this way no one could hurt him and that no one could get near him.

If only.

If only, his support, his light, his favorite person could come back to guide him in the right path.

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Jungkook had been observing the brunette silently every day since their very first encounter.
He looked at the shorter boy smiling brightly with his flushed cheeks walking with a lightness in his steps, in the distance.

𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬; jjk + pjm✅[ONGOING]Where stories live. Discover now