DIVIDED // vmin ff

Park Jimin

"...and now, we live and interact with people of our same color to have pureness, according to the legend"

"That was very nice! That is an A for you, you did a really good job today, let's see if anyone can top that presentation tomorrow! Class dismissed"

Everyone had left the classroom except him and the teacher.
"Jimin" she called, he looked at her as a response "Come here I wanted to talk to you,"

He did what he was told to.
"You are such a straight-A student, your intelligence is huge but you are too shy. You need to know that you have to participate more in class, everyone is going to respect your opinion Jimin,"
"I-It's h-hard," he said looking to his hands with shyness.
"I get it, please just try. I'm here to help you too"

He nodded and left the classroom.
Jimin was walking home surrounded by his thoughts when he noticed he was being followed. He looked behind only to find Seokjin, his older brother.

"You scared me douch!" Jimin said as Jin caught up with him.
"Sorry" he laughed "how was school today"
"Useless as always. I had a stupid oral presentation about the division system. Such a stupid thing-"
"But" Jin interrupted "you have to respect it if you want to live free and happy. You wouldn't like to end up in The Box would you?"
"No"
"Good. Then stay out of that thought."
"But Jin Hyung,"
"No. I don't like it either but, it's just how it is"
"And what if I end up liking a green for example."
"That can't happen if you just don't talk to one. I used to think like you but now I'm happily in love with my boyfriend, and Namjoon is a pink just like us and he is everything I want and more."

Jimin let out a deep sigh and both of them entered their house. Each one left to their bedroom after that.

Jimin was angry. He was a calm person but he was just angry. He already knew his whole life was going to be only interacting with pinks and talking to pinks and he was going to marry a pink and have pink children. That didn't sound awful but he didn't like that his life was already planned. There was no adventure to it, not even a small one.

But what does one do when they want an adventure? Find one. And if there isn't one, create it.

Those were the thoughts that made him stand up, lock his door, place some pillows under his bedsheets, and escape through his window. He was lucky when they moved to that house he decided to have the bedroom downstairs and the rest of the family had rooms upstairs.

He breathed the fresh air as the adrenaline ran through his veins, yes, all he had done was jump from his window but, in his boring life, that was a lot.

He began to walk and think. An adventure.
But what can be an adventure if everything is restricted? He saw a coffee shop across the street, a red coffee shop, meaning he couldn't enter it. He kept walking and passed by the purple school. He looked at it, temptation filling his lungs, he wondered what was it like to go there, what was it like to talk with someone with different hair color. He would never know.

After a while, he was just disappointed, he couldn't find any kind of new adventure. He began to walk back home but he stopped when he bumped into a little place he hadn't seen before.

Behind a random alley, there was a beautiful place full of grass and flowers, it was kind of hidden because no one entered that alley.
He kept walking and saw a huge tree, such a beautiful tree, with a bench next to it. This place was completely abandoned and it looked like no one knew about its existence so he just decided that that was a good enough adventure.

He walked towards the tree and sat down on the bench.

After a while, he just laid down on the bench and looked to the sky through the leaves. One of his hands dropped from the bench and caressed the grass.

At least I can touch green grass and see the blue sky.