The Longest Dayz

Chapter 15: Kim Jiwon

Jiwon cried into Minseok's shoulder for a few minutes. Jiwon wasn't usually a violent person. He just felt so much anger towards Seojun at the time because he was supposed to be Kittichai's friend, yet he left him. It made it worse because the man was a cop and still couldn't protect the younger man.

Jiwon followed Miseok as he led him over to some seats and made him sit down. The orange haired man sat down right beside him. Jiwon leaned into him as he sniffled. Jiwon looked at his phone and opened his gallery. He looked at the pictures of him and Kittichai together, it brought back his memories of when they first met and when they were in high school.

Flashback: Jiwon sat on the curb of the street by himself eating an ice cream cone as his mother approached him.

"Hey sweetheart? Why are you out here all by yourself? Where are your friends?" His mother asked as she sat down next to him.

"They aren't my fwends." He said as he took a mouthful of ice cream.

"Why do you say that?" She coaxed.

"They are soo mean!" He pouted. "They call me names and everyting." Jimin spoke, mouth still full of ice cream.

"Oh, what do you mean? What kind of names do they call you, sweetie?" His mother asked gently.

"Honey, can you come here for a second! It's important!" Jiwon's father called from the porch, interrupting their conversation.

"Let's talk about this later, okay?" She gave him a kiss on the forehead before she stood to leave, "also, I wanted to say, a new family is moving into the house across the street. They have a son and he is around your age, maybe you two can be friends. You definitely should go meet them if you get the chance, they're nice." She said before taking her leave.

Jiwon let out a small sigh as he picked up a stick from behind him and started drawing imaginary circles in the street, completely lost in thought.

"He'll probably end up being like all the other neighborhood boys, why should I even bother trying to be friends with him," Jiwon thought to himself. While he was lost in thought he failed to notice the three boys his mom thought were his friends, approaching him. He still moved the stick in circles, when they stopped in front of him. The first boy kicked the stick out of Jiwon's hand causing him to blankly watch as it slid down the street.

"Hey wimp." The first boy prodded Jiwon's shoulder. Jiwon simply ignored him and continued to stare at the lost stick. "I said HEY." The boy spoke again as he kicked Jiwon's foot.

"What do you want, Jae?" Jiwon asked in an annoyed tone.

"What does he want?" The second boy chuckled humorlessly. "I think you already know."

"No, in fact I really don't know." Jiwon retorted.

"Really?" The second boy asked with a hint of amusement as he grabbed Jiwon by the collar and yanked him off the curb. "You owe us lunch money from earlier today, or did you forget?"

"I don't owe you any-!!!" Jiwon began, but was thrown into the middle of the street. He fell onto the rough pavement, scraping his hands as he extended them to soften his fall.

"Want to say that part again, I must not have heard you correctly." Jiwon made eye contact with Jaesung.

"I. don't. owe. you. anything." He repeated himself, sneering at the group of boys. The third boy growled as he kicked Jiwon's hands out from under him. As his only support was kicked out from under him, his face harshly connected with the cool pavement of the empty street. The third boy stepped on the side of Jiwon's head, keeping him against the pavement. While Jiwon was being held down, another foot crashed into his abdomen causing him to cough as the air was knocked out of his lungs. The third boy removed his foot from Jiwon's head and took a step back as their leader crouched down in front of him. Jaesung grabbed the back of Jiwon's hair and yanked it backwards so that his head turned upwards to look Jaesung in the face. The action caused him to narrow his eyes at him before he spit in his face.