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5:33. "Oh, damn it," mumbled Jimin. He put his middle fingers to the sky and dismissed his alarm. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. He stretched his arms and drank his pills. "FML." He took his phone and texted his half sister, Kang Seulgi.

"Ah, Seulgi noona, I'm just gonna go to my first day of school." He whispered while typing his text. Ding. "Ah, Jimin. Okay, then. Have a great day!" He opened the voice message from Seulgi. He turned his phone off and got up from his bed lazily. He scratched his back and took his towel

"Chim chim honey! First day of school! Wake up and get ready, okay?" A shout was heard on Jimin's room at the second floor. Jimin sighed. "Yes, eomma!" He took a quick shower and brushed his small teeth.

Thoughts were running while he got ready. He breathed away. Then, chuckled. "Whatever." He pushed those thoughts far away. He then wore his clothes. His school had no uniform, so he decided his clothes by himself. He chose a simple white shirt, grey pants, yellow silk tie and grey suit. He brushed his soft, platinum blonde hair and smiled to the mirror. "You're gorgeous." He pointed and said to the mirror.

He took his bag, put his phone, charger and laptop in right away. He ruffled his own hair and chuckled, even when he was deeply worried inside. He put his socks and shoes on, then ran down the stairs to eat breakfast. "Yah! Don't run or you might hurt yourself, kid!" Jimin chuckled.

"Wow, kimchi fried rice! You're a great cook, eomma! Thank you." He sat, smiling at his mom's wrinkles. He felt pain in his heart, seeing his mom aging. "I'm gonna go, eomma." He said, stood up, drank his water and took his bag to go. "Bye, eomma." He kissed her cheeks and waved.

"Ready for school, Chimmy?" A guy popped his head out of the driver's window in a dark blue 2013 Nissan GTR R35. "NEW CAR, JINNIE HYUNG!" He screamed, pretty much in shock. "Get in, you asshead!" Seokjin screamed, opening his car door. He got in and closed the door. "Rich man and sport car, huh?" Jimin sighed. Seokjin smiled. "Namjoon bought me this after his success in the music producing." Jimin rolled his eyes and watch the streets instead.

"We're here. Don't worry, everything will be fine." Seokjin said. "Ugh, okay, hyung." Jimin smiled widely, replying his hyung. "Can you-" Seokjin replied instantly, "Sorry but no, I can't accompany you. Me and Namjoon should go to organize the event. Go to Tae and Kook, I'm sure they'll help you. Is that okay?" Jimin rubbed his blurry eyes, and slowly nodded. Seokjin kissed the younger's forehead. "See ya later, hyung!" Jimin tried to cheer up. Yet he was still a little bit afraid. "I have to be strong and go through all of these. Jiminie, hwaiting!" He mumbled to himself.

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