The Facility

Twisted

The next day during breakfast at the breakfast hall, Jimin couldn't eat.

He kept thinking of last night and all the stuff he'd heard.

Facilitated a suicide . . . suicidal brother . . . cuts . . . blood . . . He kept seeing the blood running down Prodigy's arm and how the guy laughed at it. He remembered what Leigh had said about losing her virginity at 12. Good Lord . . . 12 is such a small number. Sex is for adults or at least teenagers in their mid-teens.

Jesy's tale also ran through his head. Hers was surprisingly the least disturbing. She must have sugar coated it to make us all confused. Send us for a loop. He thought while staring in space.

Taehyung suddenly appeared next to him, all dressed for the day in uniform.

Jimin startled by this. During his short time at this school, if he ever felt like having breakfast he would be accompanied by his new friends but he had been so into his thoughts that the sudden external contact frightened him.

Taehyung only had a cup of tea before him. "Hello Jimin." He said pleasantly.

Jimin smiled at him and nodded. "Taehyung . . . hi."

Tae smiled before sipping his tea.

Jimin had cereal. Cornflakes to be exact. He looked at how Tae sipped delicately. The breakfast hall wasn't usually as full as the cafeteria at lunch time. Some students just came to get their breakfast then went to eat it in their rooms. Jimin didn't like staying in closed spaces too long so he rather eating here in the open . . . when he chose to eat that was. It lessened his chances of going berserk. I suppose I have my own quirks. He shook his head.

"Today our class is to have a walk through the campus garden. Alex likes taking us for walks. It clears the mind." Taehyung said to him.

Jimin turned to him and nodded. "That sounds nice. I feel like I need something like that about now."

Taehyung sighed. "Same."

Jimin wondered if Tae was as disturbed by everything as he was. "Last night was crazy wasn't it?"

Tae nodded slowly before sipping his tea again. "But I feel like it helped. I sort of understand some of our classmates better. People like Jungkook and Hoseok make more sense to me now."

Jimin had to admit that he was happy to learn some stuff about some people. Now he could stop viewing Jungkook as some freakish sicko. He had had Hoseok in the same bracket. But Hoseok has autism. That made more sense. Perhaps if Hoseok had not been only interested in knives, he would not be here. If his interest was in cars he would probably be an engineer. How unfortunate? He thought of Jungkook now. "The boy does not even realize that he is traumatized."

"Jungkook?"

Jimin had not noticed that he had spoken out loud. "Yes . . poor child. I have no siblings but I can imagine losing one to be difficult."

"Yes. Especially like that." Taehyung sighed. "I didn't know that Leigh-Anne was that way."

Jimin looked at him. "What way?"

"Promiscuous." Taehyung told him, looking into his eyes.

Jimin rubbed the back of his neck in uncertainty. "I don't believe that it should be called that. She said that she was a different person back then."

Taehyung had been thinking about her all night. He knew her to be very sweet, supportive and friendly. Learning that last night made him feel like a lot of their friendship had been a lie. I am being sensitive I suppose. "Yes that is most likely it. Maybe she had a sex addiction problem? I mean . . . I suffer from kleptomania but that does not make me a no good thief . . . right?" He stared innocently at Jimin.