10:00 :: bangtan

four

wednesday
cont.
taehyung

taehyung sat down at his classroom with his head hung low. He couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't take the hours of education and learning. He just wanted to crawl up in a corner and doze off. It was only a few more minutes until his last class ends and he couldn't get any more excited

he felt a sharp sting on his right arm, he remembered feeling this from yesterday. He look at his arm and huge red slash was placed. It was kind of swollen and cut and had dried blood. Taehyung didn't mind though

He didn't feel pain like before, it felt more numb. He had a high pain tolerance and even the slightest scar didn't feel. It was like he couldn't feel pain because he had gone through too much seeing people suffer way more than him. It kind of worried taehyung but at the same time he thought it was an advantage

he grazed his fingers through the cut and wonder when he got it, probably hit himself on something. It looked really red and it looked very obvious but taehyung couldn't care less.

he let out a sigh before facing towards his left where he saw someone staring at him. It was that hoseok kid, taehyung didn't know him but all he knew was that he was in the dance club with jimin other than that he knew nothing about him. Hoseok quickly turned his gaze away and laid his head on his arms facing the other side

taehyung didn't know why, but something was different about him. He thinks that there was something that he knew that wasn't supposed to be known and that scared him. No one knows about what they do and if someone ever did they would haunt them down.

They were criminals, murders, ruthless homocidal's unknown and they'd like to keep it that way.

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jimin

jimin rushed out of the classroom brushing past the people beside him. He was soon then greeted by a parted hallway all people looking at him as he walked away. He was told by namjoon to meet him at the rooftop where the 4 of them usually hang out.

He walked to the stairs taking two steps each step he did. He ran a finger through his orange hair and sighed as he takes another flight of stairs until he gets to the roof where their meeting place was.

He got there and opened the door regretted by a gush of wind. Jimin walked over to the two figures he saw near the railings, namjoon and taehyung.

"hey where's jungkook?" jimin asked walking over to the railings while they stared at the city.

"running late like always" namjoon mumbled staring deep into the scenery. His silver hair being blown by the strong winds

There the three boys stood completely motionless taking in the sight their seeing

"don't you ever just think about how much people we just killed" namjoon said out of the blue breaking the long silence. Taehyung and jimin looked at him with a alarmed face

"what" we both looking at the spaced out namjoon

"I've never said this before but, everything's haunting me. At night I can barely sleep all I see is the faces of the people we just killed. It's like they came back to haunt me for everything I did" namjoon said in such a serious tone jimin imagined his sleepless nights

"it's okay" taehyung said looking at his hyung placing hand on his shoulder

"no you don't get it! Their always there taehyung, their always there! watching my every move judging my every move. And that look on their face, their blood soaked face, it's terrifying taehyung!" he said grabbing a tight hold of taehyung's wrist. His eyes glistened and it looked watery, his breathing was uneven and short. He looked broken

Jimin didn't know what to do but just attempted to calm namjoon down but always ended up with him being pushed.

He just wanted to tell him something

that he wasn't the only one being haunted