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Taehyung switched the incinerator in, taking the napkins off of his hands afterwards. A small grin was conveyed onto his lips as he listened to the small crackle of the fire, sighing gently as he walked back to the front of Jimin's apartment.

He forgot about the car.

"Fuck!!" He yells, checking his watch, small sirens of the ambulance truck were heard from very afar.

He quickly entered the car and started it once again. He knew where to take it, the large cliff on a side of Seoul, it wasn't too far away, and he didn't want to throw it into the poor ocean, he wanted the car to explode.

As he raced way above the speed limit, he finally entered the busy streets, slowing down momentarily, looking back at other people who cursed at him and stared at the broken window. He continued dashing through the roads, and finally spot a bumpy trail that led to the useless, rusty cliff in Seoul. He took a deep breath and opened the car door as he drove, holding on tightly onto the steering wheel.

He kicked the car door until it broke, watching it fly over the cliff and crash all the way down. His bones tensed up as he saw the cliff come to an end, he picked up the speed, and finally leaned out.

He crashed against the rocky ground, rolling nearby the edge. He panted and groaned in pain as he stood up slowly, rubbing his joints that were impacted by the fall. He glanced down at the car that still fell down, and once it did, a mushroom cloud erupted from below.

"Boom.." He murmurs.

He immediately regret his choice afterwards, a small frown appearing on his face as he looked around.

He had to walk all the way back.
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As a taxi car finally dropped Taehyung off, he handed the female a fifty dollar bill, mumbling a "keep the change," before rushing out of the car. He ran to the ambulance truck where they took in Jimin.

"Jimin-ah!" He shouts, relieved to see that he was getting some oxygen and other treatment.
But he still wasn't awake.

He bowed to the nurses that allowed him to enter the truck, and as they closed the door, a female nurse asked him,
"Did you witness what happened? There aren't any cameras in that part of the street, undortunately."

There weren't any cameras!! He enthusiastically thought to himself before nodding.

"I was smoking outside his apartment, and I saw him walk out, which didn't concern me. And the next thing I saw was him on the ground, and the car driving away." Taehyung mumbled to the nurse that hummed in realization.

Half lie, half truth, no? A small lie wouldn't hurt anybody. Anybody but those fuckers that hurt Jimin.
Taehyung held the smallest's hand, glancing up at him.

"And do you know him? Recognize him maybe?"

Taehyung nods,
"Yeah, yeah. He's my best friend, we do this sorta weird thing where we... Just keep track of when we met. Three months, two weeks, and sixteen days ago."

The nurse shook her head and chuckled gently, Tae took it the wrong way and glared.
"What? Is there a problem?"

"No! Not at all, me and my highschool friend used to do that all the time back then, but she left me, so.." She laughs out.

"Ah? Highschool friend. Well look at you now, you're better than her now." Taehyung encourages the woman, but she shakes her head.

"No, no, I meant that she died. She passed away when I got accepted into college." She murmurs.
"Oh.. I'm sorry about that." Tae apologizes awkwardly, looking away.

Yikes.
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