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Taehyung Text Notes

29 December, Year 10

~by @papercrown

I took my shoes off and threw my bag and went into the main room. Dad was really there. I didn't think about how long it had been or where he had gone. I only raced thoughtlessly into his embrace. I don't remember clearly what happened after that. Whether the smell of alcohol came first, or the cursing, or the slap to my cheek. I couldn't know what was going on.

He smelled of alcohol and when he panted his breath was foul. His eyes were bloodshot and his beard was growing wildly. He hit my face with his large hand. He hit me again and asked what I was looking at. Then he lifted me into the air. His scarlet eyes were frightening. I was so terrified I couldn't even cry. This wasn't my father. No, this was my father. But it wasn't. My two feet shook in the open air. In the next moment, my head crashed into the wall and I slumped to the floor. It seemed like my head was exploding. My vision flickered and I blinked a few times. My head was filled only with the harsh sound of my father's breathing.

20 March, Year 20

~by @papercrown

I slid down the hallway, my feet making noisy sounds. Then I stopped. I could see Namjoon standing in front of 'our classroom'. Our classroom. Nobody knew this, but I called that place our classroom. Me and the hyungs and Jungkook, it was ours. I caught my breath and approached. I was going to startle him.

"Principal!"

I had barely taken five steps when I heard an urgent voice through the open classroom window. It seemed like Seokjin hyung. I stopped walking. Was Seokjin hyung talking to the principal right now? In our classroom? Why? Then I heard my name and Yongi hyung's, and I saw Namjoon hyung draw in a startled breath. As if having sensed it, Seokjin hyung suddenly opened the door. There was a phone in Seokjin hyung's hand. His shock and confusion was plain on his face. I couldn't see Namjoon hyung's expression. I hid and watched. Seokjin hyung opened his mouth, maybe to make an excuse, but Namjoon hyung lifted a hand and spoke.

"It's okay."

Seokjin hyung looked confused.

"Hyung must have had a reason."

After he spoke, Namjoon hyung passed by Seokjin hyung and went into the classroom. I couldn't believe it. Seokjin hyung told the principal what Yoongi hyung and I had done for the last several days. He told everything, about skipping class and climbing over the wall and fighting with other kids. But Namjoon hyung said that was all okay.

"What are you doing here?"

I turned around in shock. It was Hoseok hyung and Jimin. Hoseok hyung pretended to be even more shocked, then slung his arm over my shoulders. In a moment of confusion, I let Hoseok hyung pull me into the classroom. Namjoon hyung and Seokjin hyung were talking, and they looked up. Seokjin hyung got up in a hurry and, saying something had come up, left the classroom. I looked at Namjoon hyung's expression. He had watched Seokjin hyung's retreating back, but now he laughed as if nothing was wrong. At that moment, a thought occurred to me.

Namjoon hyung must have had a reason. Because hyung knew more than me, and was smarter and older. And because this was our classroom. I went into the classroom, smiling the foolish smile that the others teasingly called my 'square smile. I thought that I wouldn't tell anyone else that I had overheard that conversation.

29 March, Year 22

~by genius.com

The gas station worker spat on the ground when he left, and I sprawled my body on the ground again. I'd been caught spraying graffiti on the wall of the gas station, and the owner hit me while asking what I thought I was doing drawing on someone's wall. I rolled on the ground. Getting beaten was something I was used to.

I started graffiti a long time ago when I found a discarded spray can someone left behind. I think it was yellow. I sprayed it around and stared at the paint. It was a bright yellow against the grey wall. For a while, I mindlessly painted like that, and I only stopped when I ran out of paint. I threw it away and stepped back to examine my work. I felt out of breath at the sight.