Karma's a Bitch but I'm Much Worst [Dropped]

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I'm back with this chapter! Sorry it took so long, and they are probably going to be a few spelling or grammar mistakes in this too... sorry

(First Day Of School, Jungkook POV)

Jimin...

It's already been a year...

Yet I'm still thinking about you.

I haven't had a relationship since I turned you down.

You were the only one, I see that now. Guess I'm too late, huh?

Jungkook groaned, crumpling up the letter in his hands. He's been writing to Jimin nearly every week. The brunette doesn't even know if he'll ever get the change to give it to his mochi, doesn't even know if Jimin's alive.

Idle chatter of other students echoed around Jungkook. He hated it. With the new school year, everyone seemed to have let go off the incident regarding the small boy. Not him. Jungkook will never forget.

Second year had gone by painfully slow, everyday was another memory of what they did to him. What Jungkook allowed them to do to him. Eventually it all became too much, Jungkook broke down. Maybe it was time to accept the inevitable.

He remembers when he went to Jimin's foster home. It took a while to finally find out where it was...

"Hello?" Jungkook asked, walking into the large house that looked more like an old apartment building.

"Who's there?" A tall, thick woman came out. She had frilly locks and a round face, between her teeth was an unlit cigarette.

"I-my name is Jungkook... I was wondering if... If Park Jimin was here?" He gulped. Something about the other made him nervous. "Park Jimin? Oi! Are you one of those brats who threw blocks of ice at him?! I'll have a word with you young man!" The once intimidating land lady now turned into what could only be described as a demon, or mother bear.

"No no! That wasn't me! I'm a-I'm a friend of his! I was wondering where he's been..." Jungkook managed. If it wasn't for his need to see Jimin, he would be out the door and on his way home by now.

"You are? Oh that's wonderful! Jimin hasn't been home lately, I'm sure he's just taking a short vacation. But you can go on up to his room if you'd like. Don't mind his siblings though, oh would you like some dumplings, I have them steaming right now-" the lady's voice trailed off as she drifted further away to what he suspected to be the kitchen. Was this lady crazy?

So Jungkook began the walk up the flights of stairs. Walking past all the doors with little chalk boards that had a name written on it in a child's handwriting. He studied them all until finally arriving at the one he's been looking for.

"Park Jimin"

His breath caught, the door was slightly cracked open. He could hear the soft breathing of someone else inside, was it...

"Jiminnie?" Jungkook burst into the room, a million apologies on his tongue. Two million thoughts running through his mind. It all died however, when he saw just who was in the room.

"You- the FUCK are you doing here?" The football captain was taken aback as a punch came hurdling at him. He took it like a man, stumbling slightly, glaring back up at his attacker.

"Jackson Wang?" Jungkook asked, "I should be asking you the same thing!" The two stood there ground, just staring for a moment. "I live here dumbass." The other growled.

"Here? You live with Jimin? I thought you hated him." Now it was Jungkook's turn to land a blow on Jackson, kicking him right in the gut. They went back and forth, dodging, kicking, punching, screaming; like grade school kids fighting over nothing.