Jimin POV

Jeon Jungkook. A name that changed my life.One of the two names of my life I could never forget. His giggles, his smile, his voice is still fresh in my memories.

Never thought, a person could make me feel less alienated except Tae. From a social butterfly to a lone worm, my journey is an epitome of evil with only two lights hanging.

I shook my head and approached the window. It was raining heavily and noises, screams and thunders were heard everywhere yet it seemed all blue to me. A distorted film with nothing but a blank film that intrigued me.

A mistake I regret, a mistake for which even a mom's forgiveness wouldn't suffice. If only I hadn't stood silent that day...
If only I was a little brave like my koo.

*Flashback*

Jimin and Jungkook faced each other in the hallway. The once marble and shiny tiles were now dusted in padded brown as steps echoed into the courtroom.
The teenagers who once vowed to die for each other if needed, now stood in a conflict. A conflict of trust and betrayal. A conflict of loyalty and distrust. A conflict of truth and corruption. A conflict of courage and fear. A conflict of a newborn love.
The clocked ticked mercilessly and rung through the entire building.
The time was now. The decision had to be made.

With one last speck of hope in his eyes and a precious tear rolling down his cheecks jungkook moved towards the courtroom with his pendrive held tightly in his fist. A fist to punch the evil with the truth.
While Jimin just stood there watching him leave. Watching his hope shatter as the black sport shoes echoed.

He waited till what he recognised as the beginning of his agony listening to cries, shouts, orders, verdicts and statements but all behind the door.

And there it was. The harsh reality slapped him hard when he saw the face of his koo coming out of the doors with a hopeless, betrayed expression, tears slipping down his bread cheecks.

And there he heard....
The hammer
A tool through which jimin was inspired now judged his fate cruelly.

And that was all he remembers before taking a last glance at his Kookie and then moving towards the EXIT door.
A portal which changed him into a stone cold personality.

*Flashback ends*

But the road I did not get to choose at that time, now I have the power to do so.
The power to protect the ones I love and the power to provide justice to those who stand for the truth.

POV ends

With an unknown expression he moves towards the mirror.
And with tears in his eyes throws his pen at it causing it to break again
Just like him, just like his sanity and just like his love.

Dropping on his knees he carefully picks up a small shard and pricks his finger.
Which he now wraps with the red handkerchief and watches how the beautiful red stains with his blood and darkens.

"We will meet again, Jeon Jungkook."

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