V had ran away from home and had been roaming the streets for the past two months. That's when they had found him. Jungkook, Suga, Jimin, J-Hope, Rap Monster,and Jin. They welcomed him, befriended him, despite his quirks. He was finally accepted.

But now five of them were gone. They had died a week ago. Now all he had was Jin, who was going insane. He had just left Jin's house. They're spending as much time together, to help each other. But today V had something to do, so he left early.

He started walking towards a place he told himself he would never go back to: his family's home.

When he was a young child, his mother had died giving birth to his sister. His father had started drinking constantly. You'd never see him without an alcoholic drink.He got extremely violent and abusive. V couldn't stand it. He ran away from home.

He tried to bring his sister with him, but she wouldn't leave. She thought she'd be able to help their father. But all he did was abuse her. V had to end it.

He walk into the house for the first time in months, and heard yelling coming from upstairs. He slowly walked up them. Nobody knew he was there.

As he got closer to the source, he realized it was his father yelling at his sister,and V's sister was yelling back. V heard a loud thump and his sister cry out in pain. He stepped closer to the door of the room, which was cracked open.

His sister was leaning against the wall, clutching her head. V could see the red gleam of blood coming from between her fingers. Their father was standing in front of her, about 5 feet away. His hands were clenched into fists, and he looked like he was about to strike again.

V grabbed one of the beer bottles off the table in the hallway next to the door.

He threw the door open, shocking both his family members. His sister gasped and yelled "Taehyung!! You're back!!" His father just stayed silent, looking at V like he didn't recognize him.

V flung himself toward his father, pushing him into the wall. He hit his father over the head with the bottle, shattering it. Shards flew across the room, and blood started streaming out of his father's head. But his father was still fighting back.

V took the broken bottle and stabbed the sharp, jagged edges into his father's stomach. He did this repeatedly until his father fell to the ground, unmoving. V turned to see his sister staring at him in shock. That was when realization of what he had done dawned on him. He had just killed his father.

V dropped what was left of the bottle, and fell to his knees. He looked up at his sister, who was cowering in the corner. "I'm sorry," he whispered. She ran. She bolted out of the room, and he heard the front door slam. He looked out the window to his left, and saw her running down the street, away from him, from the house, from her past.

He stood up and looked down at himself. He was covered in his dead father's blood. He looked over at his father. He may have been abusive and an alcoholic, but he was still V's father, and he still loved him. His anger had taken over, he hadn't meant to kill him. V turned away from the body, and left.

He went back to where he sleeps when he doesn't want to be with his friends:an abandoned train car down at the train tracks. Nobody's used it in years, except for V and his friends. That was where they had found him.

He opened the door to the train car, and sat down on his bed: a mattress,blankets, and pillows the others had lent to him. He pulled out his phone, and called the one person he had left: Jin.

"Hyung. I need to see you, hyung." He told Jin he was coming to Jin's house. Then he hung up and left, making hisway there.

On his way, he passed a place they all used to hang out. The docks, and there was a large structure there that they had jumped off of a few years ago. Someone had worked on it more since then, it was larger. V decided to climb it real quick. He pulled his jacket's hood over his head, and began climbing.

When he got to the top, he looked out over the water. He turned his head to look down at where they all used to sit together, and remembered the first time he had done this. Jin had pulled out a camera, and the others were egging him on, telling him to jump. He wasn't afraid then. And he wasn't this time either.

He ran towards the edge, and jumped. The height was too much. The impact killed him instantly.