0 5. B l o o d, b o d y, b r o t h e r

Taehyung

I closed my eyes.

Once upon a time, the room resounded with cheers, claps, and unstoppable laughs. My brother and I were invited to a birthday party of the head boy of our school, who was a very good friend of my brother. But I rather chose not to attend his party because I had to take a mock test in a week. So I just went there to pick up him.

My brother was only two years elder to me. He had a jovial, fun-loving, carefree nature unlike mine, who had only tasted the flavor of books, books, and books. I had always been a studious one in comparison to my brother. We were like poles apart only in this particular respect or else we enjoyed each other's company like really good and compatible siblings.

"Look, who's here? A prodigy of academics, who's consistently bringing accolades and adding credit to our school's reputation?" The head boy approached me, wearing a wide smile on his square-shaped face.

"Many many happy returns of the day to you." I extended my hand for a firm handshake.

"Anyways, I saw your brother going to the terrace. He will be back soon, till then please enjoy the party." He said and left the place in a blink of an eye.

I turned around to look out for my brother, I could hardly move as the place was overstuffed with the students of our school. The juniors could be seen sneakily making their way to the bar counter that was set up in one corner of the room.

Suddenly I bumped into a girl, who was wearing a denim jacket with a pair of rugged jeans. So different apparel from the other girls, who had their cocktail dress hugging their bodies. Somebody pushed me from behind and I instinctively placed my hands on the walls, trapping her in the middle.

She slightly pushed me away, groaning in annoyance. She was drunk. The reek of alcohol mixed in her breathing was now reaching my nostrils.

My face flustered as she placed her hands on my chest. I've never been this closer to any girl in my life. The only purpose for which girls came near me was for taking extra notes and that's it.

"This trick ain't work with me prince charming." She ducked her head down and was out of my sight.

And that was Kim Dasom.

I sat on the couch in the corner of the room and out of the blue, someone tapped me on my shoulder. The other guy took my spectacles off, he flung it high up in the air, and then the former one started playing with my hair, smacked my head very often too. Hence, the young shouted a group of boys surrounded me and in order to bully me.

"What is this mathematics nerd doing out here?" He taunted, a devilish smirk plastered on his face.

"You too have come here to see some hot chicks like us? Haven't you?" He laughed sarcastically.

"Just be a mama's good boy and leave this place immediately." He pushed me aside, a hard push lead me to stumble back.

In the mean time, someone had already snaked his arm around my shoulder. I turned around angrily but this time it was not a boy instead there was a girl.

"I'm sure you will be okay after you drink this."

She handed me a shot of vodka, although I was never into drinking as compared to my brother. But that was the first time my body compelled me to have a gulp of the elixir.

I necked down the drink, handing her the glass as I escaped from that place.

I dialed his number, but he wasn't picking it up. I cursed at him after peeping a quick glance at my watch. Our father was very strict in regard to the late-night parties, hanging around with friends and other sociable activities. To my horror, I got a call from Dad and I bounced in my place.

Shoot! What should I say to him?

"Taehyung, where are you now, and where is he? I'm calling him from the last fifteen minutes but he's not answering." Dad asked with concern and I could sense the tension ceased in his voice.

"Dad, we are about to leave the place. And, don't worry he's only biding goodbye to his friend." I lied, swallowing thickly. I feared for lying to my father so straightforwardly.

"Just drive safely, your mom is really worried." His father's voice trailed off.

"Okay dad, no worries." I hang the phone and hurried to find me again.

Ten minutes later, I couldn't get a sign of him and suddenly something struck through my mind, the head boy's words."

"Yes, I know where I can find him." I climbed up the stairs and there I witnessed the dead silence of the dreamlike night.

So peaceful in contrast to the electrifying and crazy environment I just left downstairs with the mild moments of my tipsiness I moved forward, stealing a few seconds to admire the beauty of that night.

At the same time, I heard a shrilling voice of a girl shouting at somebody. The other person's voice was not audible, but I could sense there were two people arguing with each other. I got panicky and cowered under the steel shade so that they couldn't see me.

And then her voice turned into a loud squeak. I slowly stood up, partially hiding my lower body behind the wall so that I could see what made her react in this way.

To my surprise, she was the same girl. The one with a denim jacket. She haphazardly ran away from the spot after that.

My phone buzzed and someone spoke before I could say anything. "Hey, where are you? come down quickly. I think we have found your brother."

"Okay. Thanks." I replied.

As I flew downstairs. I was welcomed by a foreign silence, the place which was once lighting up with joy and cheers now turned as silent as a grave. Everyone stood like a statue, expressionless.

I headed outside the building, tearing apart the clump of people. My eyes enlarged as I saw my brother lying on the ground facing downwards, covered with blood. I felt the ground slipping under my feet.

Blood. Body. Brother.

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I opened my eyes, coming out of the state of delirium. "You took away my brother's life Dasom. I will destroy you in the worst way possible.
I will make you hate yourself to the point where you will helplessly surrender your own life." I gulped down my saliva fiercely.

A week later.

Dasom

So far, I'm kind of enjoying my college days, greeting each other whenever we get any chance and exchanging of suspicious glances to happen. I'm not used to such stuff because never have I ever been in any serious relationship with a guy. But, the way he treats me is just so different and surreal, or maybe I've been assuming things on my own. But I find some sort of connection between us. For instance, he observes me if I understood everything he taught us in the class. While giving his lectures too, he occasionally softly glances at me.

I just don't understand why his thoughts pass through my mind every single night and day. I could not collect any kind of proof or evidence which could provide a valid support to my internal curiosity related to him.

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