Chapter 1

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the wind rustled park jimin's hair as he stood, secluded, on the top-most peak of a cliff. thoughts fluttered in his head as he let his mind wander free in the green grass he was standing on. those thoughts, all of one person. one single boy, who had been his light the past few years. the boy who had hugged him when he let out his hidden feelings, who had cried with him in the bathroom.

taehyung.

his best friend, his 'soulmate'. jimin tilted his head downwards, trying to hide his incoming tears from the nonexistent people around him; from the world itself. it was as if he didn't want a soul to see him like this, so broken and devastated, when normally he was all smiles and jokes and just making people happy.

his thoughts turned to his group of friends that had done everything with him. they had told jimin that when he smiled, they would too. they had told him that he was their happiness.

but all that was breaking down. falling to pieces. their grins had turned lopsided, always scorning him in a way they had never before. he knew it wasn't all just jokes anymore. the funny teasing had turned into a monster, six now ganging up on one, swallowing jimin.

all because of one mistake...one secret he shouldn't have told the six people that knew him inside and out.

jimin didn't even think it was that big of a thing. being homosexual...was it that bad that he had lost all of his friends? he had just fallen for the youngest of all of them, a mere uncontrollable love, and they had rejected him completely. especially the one who was the closest to him - jimin had told taehyung about his situation first, and the latter just gave him a disgusted look, to walk away and tell all the others.

the most painful thing of all, though, was how jungkook, the one jimin had swooned over multiple times, had slapped him harshly on the cheek to walk out with all the others, leaving jimin reeling on the floor, clutching his cheek in pain.

jimin sighed into the wind, looking back up to the clouds. what could he do? where could he go? he definitely knew he couldn't go back to their dorms that now haunted him, but there was nowhere else to go. he knew he couldn't go back to them now, as he had already experienced the abuse that would only get worse.

jimin made a decision. he couldn't go back. that was the fact. so he would just leave.

jimin nodded slowly to himself, starting to walk hesitantly out of the field he was in.

jimin had finally reached to the building that was his second home. he entered swiftly, now knowing what had to be done. he knew the others won't care.

soon he reached a door, which read:

'bang sihyuk'

and knocked thrice before entering the studio. the ceo - of the company the seven worked for - sat on his chair, playing with tunes on his computer. he turned around, surprised to see one of the most talented people he had worked with, standing at the door.

'what is it, jimin?' big hit's ceo asked slowly.

'i want to leave bangtan sonyeondan.' jimin said firmly, looking at bang pd in the eye. the ceo was taken aback, he had never thought that jimin, of all people, had wanted to leave the band he had treasured so much.

'why?' bang sihyuk questioned jimin.

jimin sighed, thinking of something to say.

'they...they don't care about me anymore. why would i stay with people who mock me everywhere i go?' jimin confessed, making the ceo even more confused. why would the six boys who loved jimin, why would they hurt him so much for him to leave? sihyuk knew he had to talk to those boys...maybe hit some sense into them while he was at it.

'i understand.' bang pd simply replied, nodding at jimin once before talking to him again.

'if you need a place...know that i am always open.' he hinted at jimin.

jimin immediately brightened up.

'really?! that would help so much!' he smiled to bang pd, who smiled back and got up from his seat.

'i'll take you to your room.'

as jimin lay in the bed, he drowned himself in his thoughts again. it seemed like it was the thing he was doing most these days.

bang pd...he knew he could trust him, but would staying here even help him? sooner or later he'll have to move - jimin will probably meet one of the members if he gets out of this room.

he saw that his new room was next to the rapping studios of some of the members...he already knew exactly where his room was. and with that information, he also knew who he was likely to meet if he stepped out of the room.

jimin shivered a bit as he thought about what would happen if he saw any of the members again. would they abuse him again? would they just...not?

jimin lied down on his bed, trying to forget what had happened to him the last few weeks. he closed his eyes, hoping for something, for a miracle that could save him from this endless suffering.

his thoughts were broken as he fell into a deep sleep.