I Will Not Give Up
Part 6

I looked up when I felt an arm rest over my shoulder. I was walking back home after school, with my head down. I didn't expect anyone to approach me.
I looked up, startled.

It was Taehyung.

"Have you been going to the top floor of high buildings these days?" Taehyung asked me.

"What do you mean?"

Taehyung pointed to the construction site. "Don't go to places like that. Especially at night, alright?"

I didn't reply and instead made my way across the road, past other groups of students.

Taehyung knew about it? High places? Did he hear it from someone?

Taehyung kept walking with me, looking around.

"This place has changed so much, but that construction site isn't going anywhere, is it?" he observed.

I never told anyone where I went after school. Sometimes I got into fights with thugs. I didn't fight well. I always got beat up. I would ride my bike as fast as I could down by the Yangji Stream. Other times I would stop for a moment and stand on top of high buildings.

I craved the adrenaline. I had to do it.

Even if there were dangerous moments: I could've fallen down, into the stream, from the building. But I couldn't stop doing it.

When I met up with everyone else again, they all had changed. I was the only one left in school. I felt like they still saw me as a kid. Because of that I never joined in on their conversations. I just listened. I was fine with it, but sometimes I got irritated.

I was happy to see them again, but I felt left out even with my Hyungs.

"Where are you headed?" Taehyung asked me.

"Yoongi's workroom."

Taehyung looked surprised.

"Really?" Taehyung asked. "Aren't you scared of Yoongi? He's so quiet, and whenever you need him to do something he always brushes you off..."

Taehyung stopped talking for a second.

Then, with a spark of remembrance in his eyes, he asked,"Does Yoongi Hyung still click his lighter?" 

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