㇀🌵ฺ࣭࣪͘◞',〬⎼ that strange man. ⁾ ꜜ
jungkook pov.
i slowly walked towards my apartment deep in my thoughts. i was wondering generally, about my twisted life, i kicked a little rock lazily and continued walking towards my apartment.
i had graduated today, which for some people meant, going out to celebrate, having fun in general, that wasn't exactly the case with for me right now
i had always been alone in my life. i couldn't say that fact made me hurt or something, i enjoyed being alone but not having anyone you can trust or care about sometimes made me feel bad inside
my parents died a long time ago, i never really remembered what they were actually like, i was too young and the memories of them just weren't there, they had faded away. that was the reason i never felt bitter about my parents not being there, considering i don't even know what they were like.
i know i may sound like a brat but you need to know something to miss it right?
my school life was not exactly amazing either, i was the 'freak', no one was there for me, my parents died, technically that made people think i could be bullied. well what can i say, humanity is shit.
i only had one person i actually trusted. his name was jimin, not gonna say much about him, but he had always been there, he was almost a second parent with his witty remarks but super caring nature.
completely lost in my thoughts, i took another sip of my coffee, it was midnight and i wanted to do nothing more than go to my apartment and fall asleep.
i kept on playing with that rock and without realising, i bumped into someone and fell down harshly, spilling coffee all over my brand new shirt.
my butt hurts.
i looked up to see who i had crashed into and may have just saw the most beautiful man alive.
he had jet black hair which covered his forehead, and deep brown caramel eyes, his nose was cute, it was red probably from the cold and my gay ass was already fangirling over his lips.
i wanna touch his hair.
he looked at me weirdly before brushing past me on his way to walk away.
hol up he hasn't even apologized what a rude ass.
"Yah, don't you think you should atleast apologize for what you did, this was a pretty expensive shirt that just got ruined because of you." I yelled, beautiful or not beautiful, this shirt was brand new and that was some expensive coffee.
"i don't know what i should apologize for, you were too busy in your stupid thoughts to observe your surroundings." he said. he had a deep ass voice which matched his features really well.
such a perfect man yet such a brat.
i got up and grabbed my bag which had fallen down on the floor, gently brushing off the dust gathered, i slung it over my shoulder and accidentally made eye contact with the brat dude.
he was about to turn around and walk away again until i yelled "okay look, i don't know why you're being such a brat-"
i looked ahead and saw the man was gone.
that little piece of shi-
