"What's so wrong being back here again?"

Jin-Hyung asked me and I looked around to see if anyone heard him, seems like the coast is clear.

"Be quiet. I don't like it here because I did something bad. I feel worse since... I didn't resolve it properly and just ran away"

"It's all in the past now. I've forgiven you and I'm pretty sure the others would do the same. I'm just happy you back"

"Thanks Hyung"

He put his arm around my shoulders and talked to me, making me feel better.

"Hey TaeHyung-Hyung! Come here!"

I find Jungkook at the basketball court and my eyes widen. I stuttered my steps and didn't go forward.

"W-what's up Jungkook?"

I didn't want to point out the obvious, but my nervousness got the best of me.

"I wanted to show you something cool."

He came over to where I was at and started to drag me to the court.

Wow, since when did he gain muscle?

"Look here"

He pointed to a huge splotch of something with a mahogany color. It was dried up and I could tell what it was.

"Why is this here? Why hasn't the school cleaned it up?"

Horrified, I started to ask rhetorical questions to myself as to why the school hasn't done anything.

"What's wrong? All I wanted to show you was this. No need to get so weird. Wanna know how it happened?"

"N-no thanks."

I leave Jungkook and head over to Namjoon. I told him what happened. He also comforted me and said that Jungkook was always a weird kid.

I felt eyes on me but soon forgot about it when Jungkook came rushing in.

"Anyways, I'm gonna tell you what happened, okay?"

"I prefer yo-"

"So this one time, a looooong time ago, Jimin- Hyung was beating up some guys who liked to mess with me. I thought it was cool and all. But then my Hyung was like, 'no you can't do that! And blah blah blah. And they started fighting and the-"

"Jungkook, can you please stop?"

"Why? Does it remind you of anything?"

I stared at him with terrified eyes. He only tilted his head and looked at me with innocence, or at least that's what I thought.

Does he know?

"What are you talking about? I mean, the blood remi-"

"But I didn't say it was blood. Back there it was something else"

"But doesn't it look like it?"

"It's not and I didn't confirm it. It's just some paint I spilt when someone bumped into me"

"N-now why would you spill paint all the way over there?"

"Didn't I tell you that others liked messing with me?"

I felt conscience and started to work up a sweat in the cold weather.

"O-oh, um... lo-look at the time! Why hasn't that ceremony started yet!"

I ran quickly to the school's bathroom and felt nauseous. I headed to a stall and kneed in front of a toilet. Nothing let out.

Things weren't supposed to be like this! I'm not in a detective story!

I opened the stall door and I looked around me, relieved when Jungkook wasn't there.

Looks like I have to fess up..