jailbirds, taejin

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kim taehyung;

i squint my eyes as the loud noise of the alarm rings in my ears. i attempt to pull the blanket closer to my ears but a pair of hands pull my blanket away, "yah- why is your alarm so loud. how can you even sleep. where the hell is your alarm. i may lose my ability to hear", the boy rushes over his words in a loud tone. i jump out of my bed and look at my feet. "where is the alarm, shut it now. i can't tolerate the noise", he screamed covering his ears. i nodded and quickly climbed the top bunk standing on it to reach the top of the book shelf. "how dare you put your filthy feet on my bed", brunette whined.  i grabbed the alarm and shut it down and then jumped back on to the ground. i scratched my head, "i am sorry about that, i can change the bed sheet if you would like". the boy scrunched his nose, "are you sure you are supposed to be in the juvenile and not the mental health care center" the boy snared. i frowned, "that is not a nice thing to say", i pouted. 

"well, why the hell do you have the alarm on such an high volume placed on top of the shelf you can barely reach", he retorted. "well, it isn't easy for me to wake up. if i place the alarm right beside me i can easily shut it and then i would have to be hungry for the day. doing this exercise before switching the alarm helps me wake up", i explain. he rolls his eyes and locks himself inside the small toilet. i groan, as much as i missed having a roommate i hated to share the bathroom with another person. i take out my diary from the bookshelf and crawl into the bed and begin writing about the stranger. i describe the way he looks and i make guesses about the crimes he has committed. after i have completed writing i turn back a few pages and read my entry from about four months ago. it was the day my previous room mate park jimin moved in.

park jimin was a nice boy with not so good friends. he had been repeatedly been caught vandalizing public property (i guessed that one right) and thus was detained for three months. i think he was a little scary at first but then we became best friends and he became a good boy just like me. i am sure seokjin would become a good boy too. "yah-, where is the damn soap", i heard the boy scream from the bathroom. i run to the door and place my mouth near the frame, "i am sorry, i used all the soap. we would have to wait for about three more days to get a new bar of soap", i informed. "you are a piece of shit, taehyung", the boy growled.

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author;

edited. i don't know where this book is heading but it so much fun to write taehyung's point of view. i hope i'll be able to do justice to his character.

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