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"How did you get burned, Taehyung?!" I yelled horrified looking at the severe burns on his arms. I was about to touch him but he got backwards swaying me away.

"Don't come near me!" He raised his voice, he sounded nervous.

"Taehyung I-"

"Leave my way!" He harshly, his expression stern evident that he was angry. I slowly left his way biting my lips, tears made their way from my eyes.

The words didn't hurt me, the person who spoke them, certainly did. I didn't expect him to be that enraged.

Will I lose my sole friend just because of a question I asked?

Or I guess, it was all my imagination.

He approached me by himself the next day, during break. The empty class didn't feel lonely anymore as long as he talked to me.

"I'm sorry for yesterday." He apologized glancing downwards, I bet he was feeling guilty for what he did.

"Did you apply something on your wound?" I asked, concerned.

"I did. It doesn't hurt anymore." Taehyung spoke glancing at me and soon we made our way towards the rooftop.

"If you don't mind, can I ask..."

"What?" He eyed towards me.

"The burns, how... how did you get them?" I questioned and he into deep thinking, I promised myself I won't ask anything to him but curiosity is a serious disease. I'm afraid he might shout again.

"They burned it with the lighter." He spoke nonchalantly, making me astounded. My palms covered up my mouth, unable to utter a word, eyes widened like a tennis ball. For good two minutes I stayed in that position.

"I'm- I'm sorry you had to go through this."

He placed his hand in his pockets like it's a normal conversation and shrugged, speaking further.

"Don't worry, they got their punishment."

I couldn't speak anything after that and I preferred this silence between us.