The Truth Untold / VMIN

Prologue

I'll kill them, I swear.

     The teenager was sat on a couch. On a couch, in a house who's owner was unknown of the young boy. People were dancing in front of him, too drunk to care for the horny kids surrounding them. Too drunk to care for what they looked like. Too drunk to be aware of the presence of Kim Taehyung, sat on the couch by himself. His friends were there somewhere, or that's what he'd like to think and nobody cared about the boy, seeming, clearly bored.

I'll ripped their head before giving their body to my dog.

          If only, he would've listen to his conscience that told him to stay home, in his room, singing and writing songs like he would normally do on a Friday night. But no, he had to listen to his stupid friends who left him the moment they entered this party, to go god knew where.

I'll have fun, they said. Yeah, fun my ass.

          Taehyung sighed. The first time going to a party and he thought it would be funnier than what was happening in front of him. People making out until they couldn't breath, sucking necks of others until purple and black marks appeared. It wasn't what he thought of fun. But at the same time, how could he know? He never went to a party before so maybe that's what normal party should be like. ''You're to hung-up, go talk to someone''  That's what his friends would say if they were seeing him right now. ''Make out with some boy and drink until you can't remember your name. That's what parties are for.''  True, but it wasn't him. Hell, he had never kissed someone before so making out with someone, it was something impossible for him.

I swear, I hope they're far from here. I'm about to commit a serious crime. Jeongguk-ah, Seokjin Hyung, you better be gone before I se—

       As he was about to continue his rambling about how he would killed his best friends, his eyes looking at his fingers crossed together on his laps, he heard a beautiful sound. A sound which he was used to hear but still was hypnotized as if it was the first time. An angelic laugh that could attract everyone, no matter their genders. A divine laugh coming from the most gorgeous boy in school. A boy who Kim Taehyung had a huge crush on. He raised his head, the desire to see the boy of his dream becoming too intense.

       He looked around him, seeking for a special someone, eyes on every single face of the people in the room. The same picture as earlier was in front of the young boy. People making out, people staring at other's body and so on. No sign of the boy that Taehyung wanted, oh, so badly to see. No sign of Park Jimin.

            But as he was about to concentrate his gaze on his hands once more, he saw an image, only from out of the corner of his eye. It was one of those moments that amazed you only with the help of one brief glance toward something that only last half a second. One of those sights that should have only been blurred pictures, but was, rather, a wonderful cliché.

        He stopped all movement. The motion of his fingers to the blinking of his eyes. He, somehow, succeeded to stop breathing, as well. The angelic boy was in front of him.  Prettier than ever, if it was even possible. Chest of a god, covered with a white t-shirt and red flannel, black jeans covering those, oh, so brawny thighs. Red cup in a hand and the other going through his black hair, some restless strands falling onto his face and eyes, covering his beautiful brown caramel iris. And his smile, don't even let Taehyung start talking about his smile. His face was pure beauty.

         He was in love. Taehyung never truly talked to the man laughing in front of him but he could tell he was in love. Just with the way the teenager smiled, made Taehyung want to take a picture and keep it forever. And when his eyes locked with Taehyung's, the latter stopped breathing for real. He didn't know if it was real or if he was dreaming but his crush was looking at him. The younger could feel drops of sweat running down his neck and back and he started to hyperventilate. It was too much for him. Park Jimin was looking at him, straight into his soul and Taehyung wanted to die, right then. He felt as if his heart was about to explode, his crush, his dream boy was looking straight at him, up and down his body.