Figure - JJK

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Stage 3
3:30 pm
Packing Up

You reached home after a long while of walking and thinking. You had been living in a nice, inconspicuous apartment on the edge of the city for a while with your landlord/roommate named Min Yoongi. You were very fond of each other. The two of you never talked about work, that way you could both live peacefully as long as you paid your rent. The only thing you really knew was that he was gang affiliated. 

You walked in to see him on the floor in the kitchen, messing with the pipes under the sink. He was always fixing things around the apartment because he'd rather do it than have a stranger poking around the place.

"I'm home." You said and he stood up, wiping his hands on a towel. 

"Huh, you usually come back later." He raised his eyebrows at you. "Oh, and I fixed the sink."

You walked into your bedroom, and he followed you so you could continue to talk. "I gotta move out for a bit. Probably won't be long, a month at most. I'm leaving in the morning." You pulled a bag out from under your bed and began to put your things in it.

"I'll help you pack then." He said with a smile as he took a small picture frame off your nightstand and handed it to you. You looked at it affectionately, your eyes grazing over the picture of your father that you had kept there for years. 

It didn't take long for the two of you to pack all your things. It was mostly clothes and a few weapons that Yoongi complimented but didn't ask about. 

Later, the two of you made dinner together and tried not to think to much about how this would be your last night together for a while. However little you knew about one another's lives, you meant a lot to one another.

And soon enough, you fell asleep like little kids, sprawled across the couch while a movie played in the background. You would miss this life together, but it was only for a month after all. Then things could go back to normal.

In the morning, Yoongi gave you a brief hug. "Be safe, I don't wanna have to find a new roommate." You laughed, and then you were out the door with your bag on your shoulder.

As you walked to your new apartment, you reminisced on how you and Yoongi came to be friends. A few years ago, you had been a normal teenager. Unbeknownst to you, your father had gotten mixed up with a dangerous gang called the Diamond Ring. One day he was taking you to the coffee shop, and the next he was gone forever. You only found out the cause of his death from the newspaper coverage the next day. 

From that moment onward, all you wanted was revenge for your father. You left home and eventually Yoongi found you and gave you a place to stay. It was around that time that you became involved with RM and V. They were just two other troubled kids at the time, and they took you in. You had a plan and they had experience. And so, you made names for yourself and enacted your plan. 

See, the three of you aren't just hitmen. You are RM, V and King. The most well known assassins in all of Korea, known for taking down the Diamond Ring gang. 

I hope this chapter was interesting 
I'm writing it in math class lol

bye for now