alone. |taekook|

Chapter 1

"I'd like to welcome you to your new home, Jungkook. I'm sure that you'll settle in quickly." a governess from the orphanage led me through the long corridor.

"Your bedroom is the last room on this corridor." she said while she opened the door to my room. "Settle in, I'll send your next-door neighbor to you and he'll show you around." As soon as she realized that I wasn't going to answer she left the room.

My bedroom was small compared to my old room. The walls were painted in a shade of grey and only a small window gave the dark room a little light. Sighing, I dropped my suitcase and sat down on my bed.

Suddenly someone knocked at my door. Before I could say anything, my door was torn open. A boy stepped in jauntily. His pink hair fell lightly into his face and he turned his full lips into a hearty smile.

"Hi, I'm Jimin!" happily he introduced himself and reached his hand out to me. I stared at my hands, unable to move.

"And you're Jungkook?" he asked and I nodded slightly.

"Nice to meet you." he shone brighter than the sun and his friendly nature made me get up and follow him.

"We're on the first floor right now. Let's go to the ground floor first, there's not much to see on the second floor anyway." Jimin suggested and I nodded as I followed him into the stairwell.

"Well, down here we have the kitchen. It's divided into two rooms. We take turns cooking. The educators will put you on a team for that. The next room is our dining room. You're welcome to join my friends and me for dinner later." he grinned at me. I forced a thankful smile on my face.

"Here we have our lounge. You can play board games or use the television in here." from his undertone I realized that Jimin wasn't exactly enthusiastic about the choice of activities.

"Don't worry, the educators will make sure we don't get bored." he added when he saw me thinking. I wanted to know what he meant by that. However, I haven't spoken a reasonable sentence for so long that I didn't really remember how to use my voice.

"Toilets are on every floor, showers are on the second floor. Let's go there next." said Jimin cheerfully.

I let him drag me up the stairs to the second floor. After he had shown me the showers he stopped in the hallway in front of two opposite doors.

"We'd better not go in there. These are shared bed rooms. In each room live up to twenty boys. You'd better not screw up or you'll lose your room. The ones who can't behave are sleeping in there. There's another floor above us but we're not supposed to go up there. There are the rooms of the educators." explained the smaller one. Finally he led me back to my room.

"I live right next door. Just come to my room if you need anything. You can come over at any time." smilingly he put his hand on my shoulder and I shrugged slightly because I hadn't expected the sudden contact. I always enjoyed it when my parents held me in their arms, but since the incident every touch just hurts.

Jimin understood immediately and took his hand back with an apologetic smile.  Before he disappeared into his room he said: "Dinner will be ready in half an hour. Be on time."

I strolled into my room. I sat down at the small desk and stared at my hands for minutes.

The sound of bones breaking. Blood. Cries for help. Tears. Unconsciousness. The images of that day were flashing through my head.

Suddenly there was another knock on my door.  My next-door neighbor stuck his head through the door.
"Jungkook, I got a feeling you're gonna miss dinner if I don't take you with me." he laughed.
He waved me over and I followed him quietly. As we entered the dining room the smaller one led me to a table two people were already sitting at.

"Sit down, we won't bite." laughed a tall guy with black hair.
I smiled discreetly and sat next to Jimin.
"I'm Jin." the black-haired guy introduced himself.
"And my name is Namjoon." said the other and a dimple adorned his cheek as he smiled at me.
I gave them a nod.
"Our new buddy here is Jungkook. He's not as much of a chatterbox as you are." Jimin smiled, cheering me up.

"Jungkook!" shouted a female voice.

"Oh oh " sighed Jin. "Good luck."

An older woman with a serious look on her face came up to me.
"Jungkook, I hope you've been introduced to our house properly." she looked down at Jimin sternly. "I've assigned you to a cooking team. The team serving dinner today will be your team in the following weeks. The schedule is in the hallway. But I can already tell you that you'll help prepare lunch tomorrow."
She turned on her heel and went to the table where the educators ate.

My housemates laughed together and tried to keep me involved in the conversation, but I didn't make a sound.
"Here comes the food!" Jin exclaimed enthusiastically.

I turned to the door and my gaze stuck to a boy holding a bowl of noodles with a serious expression on his face. His dark blonde hair fell over a black bandana covering his forehead. The dark eyes scurried suspiciously through the room. His features were so striking that I could no longer avert my gaze. He headed straight towards our table, then stopped behind Jimin and slammed the bowl onto the table.

"Here" he said in a rough voice.

"Is there only noodles today?" Jin asked disappointedly.

"Shut up, I'll get the rest." he grumbled and disappeared again into the kitchen.

"Man, he's in a good mood today. As always." Namjoon sighed ironically.

"And he's looking so damn hot again." Jimin raved and Jin nodded in agreement.

A few minutes later he brought a tomato sauce and a salad. Everybody jumped at the food, only I remained silent and looked at the blonde. I expected that he would turn around again quickly and disappear but suddenly he returned my gaze. He stared at me and I could have sworn that his facial expressions softened for a moment. But then he pulled his eyebrows together again and turned his back on me.

I wanted to ask the others who the stranger was.I wanted to know his name, how old he was and why he had to live at this terrible place. Above all, however, I wondered why I was so interested in him. But my lips remained closed.

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Hiiii

English is not my native language so I'm very sorry for language mistakes. I'll try to improve my writing skills but I'm stupid and lazy tbh

Also I know that the beginning of the story is shitty and boring but I'll get there, don't worry 😭

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