Taehyung

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28 February Year 10

Someone was sitting crouched down in front of the supermarket. It was a hyung I had never seen before. He was playing with Dongie. He was petting him and giving him what looked like to be bread. We met eyes for a second and, surprised, I faced forward and just kept walking. I hid myself in an alley and watched. Crap. Who was that? I pulled my hands out of my pockets and touched the plastic bag containing the ham and toast. Crap. I worked hard to save these without mom knowing.

"Oh, Taehyung is here. But what are you doing? Didn't you come to play with Dongie?" I jumped up in surprise. It was the supermarket uncle. The hyung from earlier had lifted his head and was staring at me. Crap. It's your fault uncle. Having been seen anyway, I ran up to the hyung. "Hyung, who are you?"

"Me?" he looked at me with an expression like he didn't know what to say. "Why are you playing with Dongie? Huh?" Again, he didn't say anything.

That was how hyung and I came to talk. "My dad earns a lot of money so he said we can get a dog when we move to a big house. I'm gonna take Dongie to live with me. So don't you dare get greedy." While nodding, hyung said, "That must be nice."

"Does your family not have money, hyung? Is that why you can't get a dog?" At my words, hyung replied, "Money?" and then looked at me. Then he turned his head and answered, "I can't get a dog."

"Try begging to your dad. My mom said dads are weak to begging." Hyung just stroked Dongie while nodding his head. And then he mumbled, "That must be nice." I asked again, "So, who are you? What's your name?" He answered without looking, "Me? Kim Seokjin."

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