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Hot Pockets and 
Cheetos with Sriracha 
is actually pretty good.

What are you doing?

You didn't choose Life,
life chose you.

Jimin?

Sorry.
Anyway
V, can you show me 
what you look like?

I will but not now. 

Why not, I really 
want to see your face.

You're in school 
right now. 

Oh yeah. So. 
What's your point?

Stop talking to me
 and pay attention. 

But I already know
 what she's teaching.
I'm an A student.

Listen to me. 
Pay attention.

Fine, but after school 
you have to show me
 who you are. 

That's fine with me. 
Now listen to your 
teacher. 

Ok.


Jimin placed the pen in his pocket and looked at the teacher. He felt happy that he'll be able to meet this mystery man, but then again he's also a little nervous to meet him. He doesn't know the man that well, so he doesn't know what to expect from the other. He'll just have to find out.

After school when Jimin walked out into the parking lot, he saw his dad instead of the man he wanted to see. "I'll be picking you up from now on." Jimin groaned in annoyance. In the coroner of his eye he could see a blonde haired boy looking at him. He looked at his dad.  

"I'm not a little kid anymore. Stop treating me like one." Mr. Park sighed. 

"I don't want V to go after you Jimin, that's why I'm doing this." Mr. Park placed a hand on Jimin's shoulder. "Please Jimin."

"Why would he kill me? I don't get why he would want to come after me." Jimin brushed his father's hand off his shoulder. "Why would he care about someone like me?"

"Because you are my son, Jimin I'm trying to protect you." Jimin looked in the direction of the boy he saw a few minutes ago but the boy was gone and Jimin sighed. 

"Whatever."

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