CHAPTER 1

5.9K 169 36
                                        

~third person POV~
<<Flashback
Jimin was only 8 when he experienced abuse by his own father, every time he goes out people always question why do he have bruises and just said it's just an accident of me being clumsy. a big mistake for an opportunity to leave this inevitable loop, he lied so his father won't go to jail for child abuse for the fear that he would just hit him again. After school his father would shout at him or even knock him out every day. His father always drinks, he was also a member of a famous mafia in Seoul. His mother was on another country to earn money. but every time she would deliver money, his father would just use that to go to the casino, he never got good clothes so his best friend Taemin keep insisting to buy him. His father thought why his mother never came back is because of him, he's a mistake his father shouted. The real reason his mother can't come is because she's earning money for her family she didn't know that Jimin was always abused. He was now 13 and it still happened.

One day her mother finally came to korea. got to the house and saw his husband drinking, 5, 6, 7 bottles at the table. She saw the house was so messy, the smell of alcohol lurking the place. "what the hell happened here?! I thought I told you to embellish the house for all the money I gave you and our son! Where's Jimin?" Her mother shouted. Jimin was in his bed sleeping. the nightmares waked him up so he gasped and cried. He heard a familiar voice shout but was followed next by a loud thud. He ran to the sudden noise and saw blood including her mother on the ground. his father was in front of him, he covered his mouth and cried more. he was so sad and angry at the same time, he didn't notice he grabbed a crack bottle and smash it on his father's head. He keep hitting his father saying "how could you?!" And he stopped. blood on the floor, in his hand dripping everywhere. He ran to her mom but it was too late, he didn't know what to do so he hid the corpses, and wash himself. "What have I done?" Jimin thought, he keep saying it over and over until nothing was in his mind, empty, sorrow, anger, and disgust.

He lived by himself. the house was a destroyed building, he saw his father's hidden money so he used it to buy new clothes and everything he needs for a living. Taemin let Jimin live in his apartment since he noticed Jimin's father is no where to be found. Jimin lied and told him that his father committed suicide. Him and Taemin are roommates in their shared apartment now that they are attending university. Taemin didn't know Jimin have killed his own father and thought he was sweet and kind but still empty. taemin's parents didn't mind him and their son living together. He's not living alone anymore.

~Jimin's POV~
>>Present day

I always thought what it's like to be a mafia since I kill people, and my father was one. I don't want to be like my father. I shake that thought out of the way. that's nonsense I'm not like that... i get out of my bed and go to the shower. it was just a normal day of school nothing special. I was being bullied but I also didn't mind, I even kinda killed some. I chuckle to what I thought. After 30 minutes, I get out of the shower and go to my closet. I picked a white shirt and my black ripped jeans. I grabbed my black jacket, it was cold outside. I go downstairs and was greeted by Taemin.

"Ah, your finally awake. Here, pancakes for breakfast." He gestured me to sit on the chair and eat. There was a stack of pancakes with maple syrup covered around it. I took a bite and it was delicious but I can't express it.

"It's delicious as always Taemin" I hummed while taking a bite.

"I know it always is" he looked at me and did a silly pose. I giggled for his goofy ness. he widened his eyes. It confused me a bit. He took a notebook from a drawer and did a check with a dramatic final stroke.

"Woah! That's the first time I hear you giggle at something!" He exclaimed. I laughed more. He widened his eyes again if it's possible and did it again with his notebook.

"Oh my god! This is also the first time I hear you laugh! This is amazing!" He jumped up and down.

"Ah, please let me finish my food. We will be late." I looked away and started finishing my food, once I finished I took the plate and put in on the sink,

"I'll clean it later, please get our bags and put it in our car. I mean no! Bring it to the maids!" He shouted but I already got our bags before the "maids" could. I hopped inside and wait for Taemin, he got outside while still wearing an apron and holding a ladle while swinging it around.

"How dare you not listen to me young man!" He screamed like an old man. I laughed more and scoot to the drivers seat to move the car away from him. We continued it until he's finally inside the car.

"That's...tiring...shit! We're late!" He tried to move the steering wheel but I stopped him.

"Stop! I just joked you about being late! It's 7:15, we have more time" I pointed the time "Now drive for me slave!" I hit him playfully. We switched places and we drove off. After a few minutes we reached the school building. It was a huge building and it let students not wear uniforms for some reason.

Into the mafiaWhere stories live. Discover now