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THE BOYS STARED AT THE SCENERY with awe as they wondered the place with unknown fascination. Taehyung stood at the edge of the pool as a smaller figure stood beside him. And that was no person other than Jimin himself.

Jimin looked at the small mattress that was in the middle of the pool. He looked at Taehyung who seemed to look back at him. They both knew what that mattress was for. But the set doesn't seem to stay similar after all these years. Moreover, it doesn't seem to be here for apparently no reason.

Jungkook went on the top of the small house that was beside the building. He looked across the place. It was still the same in his point of view. The woods, pool, everything. But why?

The elder members wondered about the place. "In my opinion, first we get out of this place." Jin said as everyone agreed.

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The door creaked open as the boy got inside. His muscles ached as he flopped down his bed. He heaved a deep sigh before ruffling his hair.

How long has it been since he'd been trapped in this hell? Probably more than forever. All his nineteen years of life had been wasted upon these four walls. He was tired of it but who cared.

But there was a moment when he did matter. When he mattered to his then only 6 friends. But what had happened?

But then a sudden yell made him snap from his daydream. His eyes went wide at the sound of it.

"Yah! Jeon Jungkook! Come here!"

The familiar voice of the devil shivers down Jungkook's spine as he shoots up. He went downstairs as quickly as possible his feet could take.

He hurriedly went towards the living room. There a man sat on the couch, his face was covered due to the newspaper. "N-ne Abooji." Jungkook answered in a shaky voice.

Jungkook's father placed the newspaper on the coffee table as he looked at his son. "What did I tell you?" He said in a dangerously low voice making Jungkook tremble.

"No-not to mess with anyone's business-like" "Then why the Fuck did you spray-painted on Mr. Choi's wall again! Huh?!" His father yelled as Jungkook lowered his gaze on the floor. "You know how much you disappoint me every time you do something?! You are nothing but a piece of fucking bullshit!" He said as Jungkook kept trembling on his spot.

"Oh, do you know what I'm going to do right now?" His father said as he came in front of the nineteen years old boy.

"I officially abandoned you as my son."

The words kept ringing in his ears as he went pale. He was silent and still. His dad gripped his nape before throwing him outside. "Never come to this house unless you want to die!" He said his final words before slamming the door.

Jungkook got up from the ground, wincing a bit due to the injuries. He wiped the tears from his eyes as he tried to stand up. But eventually he failed. But he didn't give up.

And after a lot of tries, he was finally on his feet. His feet shook as he stood up. He gazed upon the sky before laughing a bitter laugh.

"So this is what is written on my fate? I'm going to die right?" He said to no one before he laughed again. But only to wince this time. He held his hand and dragged his feet from hell.

The evening sky turned into dark night as his hands were now dug in his pockets. He wasn't only emotionally but also physically tired and wreaked. His eyes showed no emotions as he walked along the path of Seoul's streets.

His mind was hazy with emotions. He wasn't paying any attention at all.

Until he bumped into someone accidentally.

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A/n: Well guess what would happen next. ;)

-Jinx