"Excuse me sir, this is the last stop."
Taehyung opened his eyes, looking around, he noticed he was still in the train, however this time, it was empty. The man in his uniform looked at him, something like pity and worry reflecting in his eyes as he looked down at Taehyung.
The red head sighed, running a bandaged hand over his red and swollen eyes, then trailing down to his tear stained cheeks.
He nodded, pulling his black hood over his red hair and walking outside the train, stepping into the familiar station.
The suburbs of Daegu was where he had grown up, he knew them like the back of his hand.
Dragging the soles of his paint stained sneakers, he walked to one of his favourite places in town.
"Oh V, long time no see huh?" Said a man with brightly coloured hair.
Taehyung didn't even look at him, only slamming a bill on the counter and asking for a few colours.
Shoving the paint in his backpack, he walked out, not even saying thank you or goodbye and leaving the change to the cashier.
He walked along the quiet streets, seeing a few groups of teenagers hanging out in the dimly lit streets, not really minding them before he finally landed were he wanted to.
It was a small dead end street, with tall concrete walls that street artists all knew.
Taehyung dropped his bag on the ground and took out a few colours, shaking the cans and starting to work his magic. He started with red, messily making out a human heart, before going with black and drawing a hand encircling it, perfectioning his masterpiece slowly, letting his mind go completely blank.
Too concentrated on his work, he didn't notice the blue and red lights that flashed in the small alley, and before he knew it, an officer was yelling at him, pushing him against the wall and lokcing his hands behind his back.
The cans of spray paint dropped to the floor, but Taehyung only looked at him with an empty gaze, letting himself be pushed inside the police car.
