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thirteen.

thirteen.

"After returning from the sea, we were all alone."

Jeon Jungkook,
14 June year 22.

JK's pov
I'm back from the sea, straight to downtown.

I have no home.

If I had one no one will greets me home anyway.

I just roam around the city, finding an appropriate place to sleep tonight.

I turned to an alley and found a small shop and closed stores across it.

I bought a bottle of water and drink it quickly.

'Hey, young man. Give me some money to gamble there.' a middle-aged man asked me, drunk.

'I'm sorry ahjussi, I don't have any money left.'

It's true.

'Hah! What a liar!'

'Really sir, I don't have money.'

'...'

'Get'em, boys.'

And 2 man behind him start hitting me.

I fought back, hitting their stomachs and kicking their heads.

But they didn't seem to fall down. They're strong as wood.

One of them punches and kicks my stomach.

I fall down and groan in pain.

Before they start kicking me again, I hurriedly stood up and get out of that alley.

It's 01.26 in the morning,
I mumbled while looking at my phone.

The dim lightning of Seoul street, cold wind of winter and slippery streets.

I just walk wherever my feet brings me to.

My lips are dry and bleeding, scars on my face, and blood running through my arm. I walked while holding my stomach. I think I really broke a rib.

I crossed my the road,

And,

Brrmm... Beep! Beep!

I froze in the middle of the street.

Bam.

'beeep....beeep...'

I fall.

Blood running through my head.

Those scars on my face are not comparable with this one.

I heard screams and shouts,

'Yah! Do you even have eyes?!'

'He hit that guy..'

'Someone call 911!!'

And I heard the ambulance's and police sirens.

I just lie on the street and I don't feel my body.

My broken rib and a lot of scars on my body, felt nothing like this time.

I got carried and get in the ambulance,

'We'll meet soon, Jin-hyung.'

and everything went black.

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are you guys doing great?
how's the story so far?
sorry if the car crash sound awkward;-;