As he was walking, suddenly in front of Yoongi two police cars stoped, obstructing his way. Before the cops left the car, the boy had already taken the opposite direction, running with all his force.

The policemen followed him and soon, he saw two other cars driving against him. He turned around, running in the other direction, but the cops were already there, pointing their weapons at him.

"Stop! Put your hands above the head!" one of the policemen said and pointed his weapon to Yoongi again.

The boy looked around and hesitated for a moment, but decided to continue running, walking through a narrow, small street that led to the farthest part of the city.

The policemen didn't hesitate to follow him.

Tired, Yoongi continued to run, using his last forces. But when two more police officers blocked his way, he realized it was inevitable and he lifted his hands over his head, giving chance to the policemen to snap him up and accompany him to the patrol.

Yoongi sat down on the backseat, leaned his head back and whispered, still breathing heavily "Shit" while the police car was heading for the police station.

...

One of the police officers opened the car door and pulled Yongi out of the car as they headed for the building.

And now, Yoongi was again in the interrogating room, waiting for the investigator to come. Once he finally got delighted to appear, the interrogation began.

It was in exactly the same way as the previous one, but this time, Yoongi was left behind the bars for forty-eight hours, unless someone had paid his guarantee.

Besides, he had to return the money that he had stolen from the store in a triple size, which naturally was not in his powers.

Anyway, the boy knew he would spend two very long days behind the bars, and had lost all hope of mercy on the part of the police after they had finally caught him.

...

Yoongi was sitting on the bench, staring at the floor, hoping that time would just fly away. Only two hours had passed and he was beginning to get nervous.

"What time is it?" Yoongi asked the guard for the fifth time in the past thirty minutes, so he simply didn't answer, which was annoying Yoongi even more.

Suddenly the phone rang.

"Hello?"
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"Okay, I'm coming ." the guard said, leaving the magazine he was looking at in his chair and left the room, leaving Yoongi alone.

Not long after, the man returned with keys in his hand and opened Yoongi's cell.

"You're free to go home."

"W-what?!"

"Your guarantee and your debts are paid, you can go."

"Do you know who paid them?"

"A boy called Park Jimin. I think that was his name."

"Thank you" Yoongi said and went to the police's desk to take his belongings and after making it, took a quick step out from the tall , gloomy building.

"Park Jimin" he repeated all the way home, not forgetting the name of the man who helped him.