「BLACK MARKET」 jeon jungkookー

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Last time:
Im so happy for him.
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Jisus p.o.v:

In the past, Bangtan seemed to make the impossible possible.

And even though they really hurt me, they tried their best to heal the wounds they caused, which I really appreciated.

But right now what seems impossible is a bright, or even normal future. And they aren't here to cast their spell that makes my worries go away.

I wondered if this is the start of the rest of my life...

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" Hey."
That guy... Mark? Entered the door behind me.

" Why are you in Youngjaes room? Where is he?"

" H-he um. I-"

"What's that?"

"Oh,right. I-its for all of you."

"Ill take it then."

He grabbed the envelope from my hands. He opens it and unfolds it, reading with furrowed brows.

"He left? Did you know he was gonna do this? Do you know where he is?"

"N-no.."
I lie

"Alright."
He says.
For some reason he seems more reasonable than the others.
"What's that?"
He said, pointing to the opened letter in my hand.

"N-nothing."

"Was that for you? Huh? Or are you being naughty?"

" I-it was for me, look, my name."
I show the envelope, but not the letter.
"Alright."
He nods.

" I propose you burn that letter if it has anything personal on it."

"Ok."

He turns to leave, but stops.

"If you're wondering why the others are being dicks towards you, its because you killed Jinyoung." He sighed.

" But I understand it was in self defense. So if you have any problems come to me, I won't hit you without reason."
He said poignantly.
I felt scared but reassured at the same time
*sigh*

I walked down the hall after I was sure he was gone.

A tear slipped my eye, as I ripped probably the last reminder I have of Youngjae.

Even though we only knew each other for just over a week we became like best friends.
We instantly clicked.

I ripped it beyond repair the stuffed the pieces in my pocket, to burn later. Just in case. Its better to be safe than sorry.

Not that I was safe anyways.

I tiptoed down the stairs, not sure what else to do. I was hungry.

I peeked around every corner, before passing them.

Finally I found a kitchen.