The Boy Driving The Truck.

Sometimes, being rebellious isn't because someone is necessarily bad, or perhaps grew up in such a way that would drive them to irresponsibility. It can sometimes be a group of outcasts, loners.. that were thrown out by society.

They had found each other, like it was meant to happen. They were all drawn to one another, all thrown to the side together.

Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon, Taehyung, Jimin, and Jungkook.

These seven boys never fit in. Always looked down at their desks in class, in the corner seat where no one desired to sit. Never paying attention, they were too occupied by suicidal thoughts created out of loneliness and despair. All they wanted was a friend.

And that's definitely what they got.

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"Namjoon, I'm s-sorry." Jin was breathing heavy, subtle tears choking every word that tried to escape his lips. He paused for a moment, and continued.

"I know, I'm stupid for trying, I knew how you felt, I knew how you were. Fuck, you're my best friend, we know everything about each other." Jin laughed for a second, but those laughs suddenly turned into cries.

"I'm going to miss you, I really am. I can't imagine a world without you." The boy grabbed onto the seat cushion so hard that his knuckles turned white. He had trouble holding his phone, hot tears stinging his eyes.

"I had to tell you, I-I had to.." Jin started to have trouble speaking as the water rose up closer to his chin.

"I'm in love with you."