[CONTENTID1]SPECIAL CHAPTER[/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2]"Park JiMin, that bastard..." he sneered, his fist clenching tight from the pang of annoyance that suddenly arose from deep within his chest. There was no explanation to his new-found emotion towards his friend; it was just. Just annoyance.

He kicked a pebble that lay in his way as he moved home after seeing the sight of Park JiMin and Hwang MiRan, whom he thought to be a quiet class wallflower, practically kiss in the middle of a street. He knew then that he should not have been that stereotypical towards her, and should not have thought of JiMin as a sun that shone brightly and innocently.

He stood still after his action and thought, then grunted out of frustration the next second and ruffled his hair for the third time.

"Min YoonGi, you have gotten completely mad now, haven't you?" he asked himself with a scoff on his face. "The kids can do whatever they want, anyway. Right?"

It was only when he was nearing his house when the annoyance dissipated, leaving only the cold shoulder of confusion behind. What was he even thinking?

"YoonGi, you're back." a tired voice of SeokJin noted, passing by the flat's corridor where the man himself stood. "The dinner's on the table; NamJoon's out working and HoSeok's asleep." he quietly informed, rubbing his tired eyes.

What caught YoonGi's attention was not that, however.

"Why is your shirt bloodied, Jin?" he asked with a tone of