The Truth Untold

*mature content*

Jimin was always a lonely boy. He had friends, but he always isolated himself when they were together. He kept secrets and wore clothes that covered up the bruises and scars left by his father. Being the oldest with no mom wasn't easy for him. He cared for his two younger siblings when his father was out getting drunk, sometimes high after work. He'd make sure their bruises and scars were healed and taken care of before his own. Make sure they were okay and covered up.

He worked at the best coffee shop in town, and he felt it was his only escape from his life at home. Serving what seemed like the new girl in town, she seemed to realize the small bruise on his arm and few bumps on his back. Like if something was cut? After seeing it, she gave him her number, hoping it would spark a relationship between Jimin and her. Too help him, to save him mentally and physically.

"What if she finds out about my secrets.." Jimin thought to himself. "Nah, I doubt it."