Chapter 11

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Jin's POV
19:23

After ng pag-apply ko sa iba't ibang companies, yes po, pumunta pa po ako sa ibang establishimento aside from RKIVE, dumireso muna ako kanina sa Han River, sat down in a bench at pinatong ang bag sa tabi ko. Kakapagod rin kasi maghanap ng trabaho. Kahit marami pa ang in-applyan ko kung hindi naman pala ako pasok sa trabaho 'cuz I'm undergrad, waste lang ang efforts ko. Bakit kase ganitong buhay ang binigay sakin ng Maykapal. Pero gora parin!

As i looked at my watch, OOPS, wala pala akong relo, kinuha ko nalang ang phone ko sa bulsa ko for time check, and it's already 19:25. Well, I have to go home now. Ako lang kasi ang may susi sa apartment. Well, dalawa sana kami ni Hobi meron nito. But for fuck's sake, careless kasi siya, so nawala ang sa kanya.

I was about to call a cab nang tiningnan ko ang paligid ko, wala nang masasakyang natira. Tried to open the app 'Barg', where you can call for a cab, but naubos na pala ang data package ko.

GUSTO KO NG DATA!

Well, I have no choice, but to walk home. Lagi naman eh!

So nilakad ko nga mga minamahal, with pakembot-kembot pa ng baywang. Feel ko lang kasi na parang nasa runway ako ng Victoria's Secret. Victoria's Angel yarn? Malapit na ako sa destinasyon ko, I can even feel the coldness of the wind na tila'y nililipad nito ang buhok ko at may pahawak ako ng mga kamay ko, with matching hawi ng buhok. Long hair yarn?

And i just realized...

PUTANGINA NAKALIMUTAN KO ANG BAG KO SA BENCH MGA MINAMAHAL!

I ran and ran hanggang makabalik kung saan ako kanina nagpahinga. Tinignan ko ang bawat sulok ng upuan, and yeah, I lost my hope.

Wala na nga ang bag ko. Finish na.

Alexa, play N.O by BTS.

Jobless na nga ako, nawala pa ang natira kong pera. Tanginang life twoah! Nagkandaletche-letche ang buhay ko simula noong nabaril ang malapad at mahiwaga kong balikat. Tangingang mga mafia na yun! Bakit pa kasi dun sila nagtago. Nananahimik buhay ko eh!

Nilakad ko nalang talaga pauwi, pero may tumigil namang sasakyan beside me. Maybe it's a kidnapp--

"Jin, why'd you walk in going home?" Nam asked me as he opened his car window.

"Ah, nagpapalamig lang, tsaka exercise na rin, Nam. Wanna join me? " Pagsinungaling ko sa kanya.

"You seem tired. Get inside, you might catch a cold."

"Kaya nga ako nagpapalamig eh, para lumamig naman ak-"

"I am referring to an ailment. I don't want you get sick. Get inside, your jokes aren't funny." He said as he interrupted me . Sus, so sweet naman pala dis boi! Pero 'di daw funny jokes ko, guys. Iz diz real??

So ayon, he opened the door sa frontseat. Sabi ni Mr. Jung, bawal tumanggi sa grasya. Eme!

Na try mo na bang tumira sa loob ng bubble?
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UNBELIEBUBBLE DIBAA!
Tawa kau guizxsc

At andun na nga mga minamahal, binuksan ko lalo yung pinto para makapasok na ako at umupo na rin. Nahihiya akong tumabi sa kanya eh pero shet, amoy ko yung perfume niya. Marupok po ako, Lord. Araw-araw mo na po kaming pinagtatagpo ni Nam.

Sa buong biyahe, walang nagtangkang umimik. Shy type ako eh, baka siya rin. Siguro, nahihiya siya kasi crush niya rin ako. Sa gandang kong to, may tatanggi pa ba?

Tanging musika lang sa radyo ng sasakyan ang nag-iingay sa tahimik naming biyahe. I slept in his car when we're on our way to my apartment.

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I was the only one left in the basement, surrounded with corpses, including my mom and dad. Joonie ran away as he let go of the gun, crying so hard. I want to die. I don't know how to live anymore. I also don't have a reason to live. I dared myself to pick up the gun and pointed it at my forehead, teardrops ran down in my cheeks. Still had my doubts in pulling the trigger, someone entered the room.

"Kid, no!" I guess he's a police. He's armed with bulletproof vest and navy blue uniform. I stood up, walking back until i reached the wall. I had nowhere to run, but pull the trigger to free myself.

"Bakit?! Bakit ang malas ko sa buhay? I have to see my parents die in front of my face. I have to know that my best friend has been lying to me since we've met. Tanginang buhay to, mas gusto ko na lang mamatay!"

"Please, calm down first, kid. I'll save you--"

"Then who'll take care of me if both of my parents died? I don't have any family to be with anymore. I don't have anyone to stay by my side!?" I yelled at him, crying and feeling the agonizing pain in my heart.

I cried so hard that it made my hand start to weaken and numb. I was chasing my breath, until i passed out.

"I'll take care of you, I promise. I'll try to make your world better."

3rd Person's POV

As Mr. Jung heard a kid crying in the crime scene, he hurriedly went down straight, not telling his teammates. He saw a young boy holding a gun, already pointing it to his forehead.

"Kid, no!" he hurriedly shout to him and tried to chase the kid, but he pointed the gun at him. He stopped om his track.

As he tried to calm him down, he shouted again. He told him everything why he's feeling it. He tried to point the gun again to his head, but he was weak enough to pull the trigger. As the kid passed out, he ran hurriedly to catch him. He didn't notice his teardrops running down om his cheeks.

"I'll take care of you, I promise. I'll try to make your world better." He said softly while crying, and hugged the kid tightly.

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Mr. Jung is a cop, and also not lucky in his life. He had many girlfriends, but ended up breaking up with them for they had been cheating on him. He lives alone in the apartment. He'd been alone in his life.

He adopted Jin. The young boy felt happy for a bit. He's happy that someone cared about him. But Hoseok, Mr. Jung's first adopted son and has the same age as Jin (8), didn't like him at first. But as the days passed, Hoseok discovered that they like the same things. They went in the same school. Gradually, they started to be partners-in-crime.

In their middle school years, Jin had a car accident, where he got comatoseds for months, and had an amnesia. But being with Mr. Jung and hoseok helped him regain his memories, except his childhood.

When they were in their last year in high school, all of the sudden, , Mr. Jung passed away. He got killed in a crime scene where mafias did their transaction. Hoseok had developed his trauma and Jin gained his anger to mafias. After that incident, they had to stop going to school and find a work to live.

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HI GUYS! So it's been a while since nakapag-update ako. ngayon ko lang talaga nagamit ulit ang laptop ko. and the last two chapters (10 and 11) are written spontaneously and it's unedited/not proofread yet, so expect some changes in there. SO i hope for your suppoort once again (kahit wala pa namang readers neto) and views, votes, and comments are highly appreciated.

PS. italicized words are Jin's dream/ medyo throwback

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