Jimin looked out the window and looked at the flashing blue sign. "Get out." His father commanded.

He slowly opened up the door and froze as he looked at the women standing by the entrance.

They were wearing extremely revealing clothes and had smiles on their faces, but their eyes full of emptiness.

"What...what are we doing here?" He whispered.

His father didn't respond and kept walking ahead. "Hurry the fuck up. I don't have all night."

He followed him inside where it was dark and cloudy from the smoke. There were drunk men everywhere and girls dancing on poles for their entertainment.

His father approached a lady at the bar as Jimin kept staring in disbelief. It caused him sadness to see this.

They were selling their bodies like a piece of cake. Like it meant nothing. Like it wasn't their home.

"Come on!" He screamed through the music yanking him back to reality.

"Where are you taking me?" He asked once they were walking down the dark hallway.

He stopped in room 34 and knocked on it rapidly. Seconds later a girl walked out. She wore a black see through dress and had no undergarments.

Jimin blushed embarrassed and looked down. "Who's the client?" She asked as she obnoxiously chew gum.

His father pushed him ahead startling Jimin. She smirked, "Okay. Come in." She told walking ahead.

"She's going to fuck the gay out of you. I paid for the whole fucking night, you heard? I want you back straight."

Jimin gulped down the knot on his throat. He pushed him inside and closed the door behind. Why couldn't his father understand it wasn't possible?

"Alright, lets get to it." She said sliding down the thin fabric down exposing her naked body. Jimin quickly looked away again.

"I-I-"

"Shh. Less talking. I'm not here to talk." She told pushing him down on the small squeaky bed.

"I need you to get me aroused. Otherwise it's not going to be fun for me and I won't be able to last the whole night. What foreplay do you want to do?"

"F-foreplay?" He asked nervously.

"Yeah. I'll start." She said pulling up his shirt. Jimin started breathing heavy and once again he felt the vertigo.

He shook his head no as she continued to kiss down his stomach. Then she unzipped his pants down.

"Don't worry. I'm good at it." She chuckled.

Jimin simply looked up at the ceiling unable to look elsewhere. After two minutes she groaned annoyed.

"Are you not attracted to me or what?" She asked furious.

"I-I-"

"I'm getting paid either fucking way. So you tell me what to do. Because apparently me giving you head isn't good enough for you."

Jimin kept quiet with his face on fire. She waited and when he didn't reply she sat up and grabbed his hands placing them on her breasts.

He had touched breast before, but only Nayeon's. And although it wasn't typical for  friends to do that it was a pure act.

He touched her out of innocence and wonder and she took it the same way. So, having his hands around this stranger didn't feel anything like it felt before.

She looked at his blank face and then down. "Nothing? This does nothing to you?" She asked a bit offended.

Once again, he kept quiet which made her get up frustrated. Then, she put on the dress and walked out. His father was standing a few feet away from the room.

"What is it?" He asked

"You ask your son. Giving him head was like sucking a wet noodle. He must not find me attractive. I'm still getting paid."

"You have to go back in there and try!"

"I did try! I asked him what he wanted me to do and he didn't respond!"

"You have to try again! That's what I'm paying you for!"

"I'm not—"

"I'll try." A girl spoke up. She was leaning against the wall further down the hallway.

"You can try if you want, but it's impossible."

"Sure. Whatever." She shrugged.

The girl kept walking annoyed, "Good luck with that. If he doesn't like me it's going to be tough for you." She said glancing down at her smaller breasts.

"Maybe smaller tits is his thing." She grinned walking to the room.

She walked in and found Jimin buttoning his pants back up. He looked at her and held his breath.

Was it going to be like this the whole night long? Random women walking in trying to arouse him when he felt absolutely nothing?

This girl was dressed sightly different. She had a royal blue strapless crop top and a short black skirt.

She was already a tall girl, but the heels she wore made her taller. She had light brown eyes, short pixie brown hair, and pretty pink lips.

"Hi." She smiled approaching him.

He stared at the wall ahead of him and curled his toes out of anxiety. She walked slowly to approach him and then took a seat next to him.

"I'm not here to bug you. Actually, I am, I just didn't want you to get another mean girl. With all your respect your father is a complete asshole."

This made Jimin look at her, "He's a cruel asshole."

"Yes. I can tell. I'm Jeongyeon."

"Jimin." He timidly responded.

"Pretty name. I hate that your father brought you here. You seem so innocent and naive. This isn't a good place."

"I'm gay." He blurted.

He didn't know why, but speaking to a stranger and admitting it wasn't as bad. Plus, he wanted to warn her ahead of time before she was disappointed.

"Ah, that's okay. I'm guessing he brought you in here to fuck the gay out of you or some shit like that? Like it's just something you can change. Ridiculous." She snorted.

"You remind me of this girl." He stated thinking of Nayeon.

"Really? I at least hope she's nice and that you like her."

"I love her. I think she's the only girl I'd be able to love in that sense."

"Cute. Well, since we're staying here for a long time let's get comfortable." She kicked off her heels and laid on the bed then patted the space beside her.

Jimin laid beside her and looked up at the ceiling again. "Did he do that to you?" She asked looking at the bruise on his cheek.

"Yes."

"What the fuck is wrong with humanity?"

"I don't know. I've been wondering myself."

They stayed in silence for a bit until Jimin spoke up again. "Can I ask you something?"

"Ask away."

"Why are you here?" He whispered.

"Oh, you mean like a prostitute? I don't know. My family is fucked up so I didn't grow in a healthy environment. I feel like I'm not smart enough for school or to get a decent job. I take care of two younger siblings and this is the easiest way to get money."

"I don't see this as easy."

"Of course it's not. I hate it. Do you know that it takes about 20 minutes for a female to get aroused? The majority of these fuckers don't care and just do it for their pleasure. It's painful. Mentally and physically."

"I'm sorry." Jimin said with sadness.

She smiled and bit her lip trying to not become upset. "It's okay. It has to. Life isn't fair sometimes."

"It really isn't. But, you know people like you make it worth it."

"That's the sweetest thing someone's ever told me." She smiled with a hint of tears in her eyes.

And Jimin then knew that in fact she was like, Nayeon. So, it gave him a little hope for humanity.

How beautiful to know people like her existed.