Chapter 2

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He had spent last night in his class since there was a lot of work and preparation to finish. Wondering how his friends were he quickly went home. The sooner he got home, the more possible it was for them not to do anything stupid.
He'd worked so hard to finally afford a house as such and he would be more than furious if he found any item in his territory damaged.
Taking his key and slowly unlocking the door while listening to the sweet sound of... nothing.
His friends were either sleeping or having a hangover. He opened the door revealing his two best friends in a weird position. As if they'd just been arguing and petrified. Knowing what probably could have happened he asked: "What did you guys do?"
"Jimin~ah", the older spoke, "I'm sorr-"
"No! Taehyung, every time I leave you two alone you make a mess! I'm asking you, what happened?!"
"Well, we kinda broke your mother's vase..."
"...."
"We didn't mean to, we just had a little fight over wh-"
"No, Jungkook... " , Jimin now spoke in a quieter tone, "It's okay. Just clean the mess and sort out your little fight, okay?"
"Of course."
He opened the front door and stormed out. His friends had always been like this, but never was it this bad. Jimin didn't care about that stupid vase. Honestly, it was ugly. But it was his mother's...
Tears flowing down his cheeks, though not caring because the rain covered it up pretty well, also there was nobody around.
Jimin knew he just needed to take a walk and think about something else. He'll be okay.
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It's been ten minutes since you left your house and all you could do was stare at the ground. It didn't matter how much you tried, those thoughts kept coming back. You wanted everything to stop, you were tired. Though people would think you should be happy. Hey, you're 17 now, a student, you have freedom. They'll think "Just wait til you're an adult and have to work. That's hard!"
They don't understand. You don't understand.
Why did things have to turn out like this?...

A rather small, but still taller than you, figure made you snap out of your deep thoughts.
"Damn it! Would you open your stupid eyes and not bump into people?!"
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to."
"Of course you didn't." The stranger said lowering his voice again.
You didn't waste much time and left him standing there. It wasn't only your fault, bumping into him, but why would you argue over something small like that?

Back home you decide to take a bath.
It felt so good. The hot water soaking into your skin, the candlelight and the piano music were so relaxing. You wished you could have stayed in that tub forever... You weren't exactly happy. You were just...   glad.
Glad to be alone and have, maybe not the whole world, but at least your house all to yourself.
The vibrating sounds from your phone had you open your eyes again. It was a message from your brother. He said he'd be back home in a few days so you shouldn't worry.
After a way too long conversation about how you are and all of that you slowly walked over to your closet and stepped into your comfortable Pyjamas.
Placing your body on your bed again, opening your laptop, you log in and click straight on Tumblr...

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