I hate U, I love U

Chapter Two

Taehyung's POV:

I really hate this day.

My parents are away again. They don't really care about me.

Ever since I was a kid, they're always away.

What makes me even more mad at them is when they make me move to different places.

Whenever I already adapt to a new place and got new friends, they will make a decision to move to a new house without even telling me.

They say that we can't stay in a place for a long time because of their work.

Damn that fucking work.

Aren't they thinking about me? All they care about is to earn lots of fucking money.

They'll say that they're doing this for me.

Bullshit.

I don't need their damn money. I need them to be here with me, as a parent.

But again, they're away.

They're in Europe.

For another business fucking trip.

And me? I actually have a piano recital today.

Funny how they forced me to learn how to play piano and yet they never once attended any of my recitals.

What annoys me even more is that my teacher keeps on asking me if my parents are keeping.

I want to yell at his face, "No! They're not coming, okay? Stop asking or else I'm gonna punch your annoying ass face!"

But I don't want to cause a scene today. I don't want to ruin my momentum in playing for my recital.

Everyone knows me for being the bad guy who plays the piano.

Some people try to make fun of me.

Do I fucking cake? No. That's why I punch that one guy from my class who literally snorted when they heard that I'll join the music club.

Serves him right.

When I finished my recital, I check my phone to see if my parents even care to send me a congratulatory message.

What do I expect? None, of course.

I wanna throw this goddamn phone. But it will be the fifth time that I'm gonna throw a phone and it's just a week when I bought this one, so nah. Maybe next time.

I attended one subject first after my recital before I took a lunch break. And I regret it.

I hate my History teacher. He always act superior and he knows every single fucking thing in the history of Korea knowing that he's only on his 30's.

He's also flirting with my female classmates. How disgusting.

I glance at the seat beside me.

Jimin's not here. Again.

It's fine. I don't want to see his annoying face.

My day is already ruined, I don't want him to add up. He's already ruining my life in this school, now is not the day for him to ruin it even more.

It's finally lunch break.

I walk to my locker and dump my useless books inside.

J-hope walks to me and asks me how's my recital.

Thank God, I have at least two trusted friends here. Him and Yoongi. Speaking of Yoongi, I wonder where he is. Probably sleeping somewhere.

"It's fine. I did well, I guess," I replied.