𝕵𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖇𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖉 || 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤

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The time passed really fast, after the incident with his father, Taehyung went back to high-school, still having some problems because of what he did.

As he was walking through the hallway of the school, he reached his locker and opened it, on the little door of it, there was a picture..with his family, he tried to ignore it, he took his portfolio full of papers, a pencil and a pen, he closed the locker and headed to his class, looking down at his feet, not wanting to make eye contact with his colleagues or, who knows, teachers.

He opened the class door and entered, closing it behind him, he went at his seat, the last one next to the big and clear windows, he took out a paper from that portfolio and started to draw something while the teacher entered and greeted her students, all of them, except Taehyung, got up and greeted her back then sat down, opening their books and notebooks.

Lately, after two hours or so, Taehyung fell asleep in his math class. His math teacher saw him, the aforementioned walked next to the young boy and patted his shoulder lightly. "Taehyung, wake up and go to the nurse. You look so pale" the teacher whispered and smiled kindly at the young student.

The younger nodded, still half asleep, he got up and walked out of the class, walking to the nurse's cabinet.

When he was in front of the door, he knocked a little quietly at the door, he heard a 'Come in' from inside and he took a deep breathe after that he let that deep breathe out, he went in and closed the door quietly, taking a seat on the bed that was kinda close to the nurse. The aforementioned got up from her chair and stared to check on Taehyung. "You have a little fever, go home and rest some days" she said softly, with a sweet smile on her lips, he gave her a shy smile and took the pills which the nurse gave him.

He slightly got up from the bed and took a paper from the nurse. He mouthed a 'Good bye' then exited the cabinet, going home without thinking about his stuff, a friend would come to bring him, his stuffs.

When he got home, he took off his shoes and throw his jacket on the couch, going upstairs, in his bedroom. He slightly slammed the door and after that he threw himself on the fluffy bed, burying his face into the pillow, after a while, he fell asleep.