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Jimin was now a 21 year old...
And he still has a low self confidence ...

Jimin still doesn't know what kind of monster killed his father up to now,
He did try to research it but he gave up soon enough 

Now,Discouraged as he already is,
He went out his house ,wearing his black collared shirt with his head hidden by the mask and saw kids in uniform practicing spells 

He would be lying if he says he doesn't miss casting spells and doing magic,
He'd not be saying the truth which he kept deep down inside him if he says he doesn't miss his old good days...

It hurt him so much just by thinking about it so he chose not to have it in his mind and maybe distract him by doing some work 

He could apply to some jobs but none of them accept him 'cause they'd only choose some who,at least,graduate from middle schools of magic 

So,instead,He just makes everything he can,whether it be personal or economical...

It was pretty cold today,
Jimin found himself shivering from the cool air the wind brought and somehow,He felt something strange about it 

Jimin's intuition has always been correct and almost everything he has as a gut feeling is pretty much true or close to that...

He was like..a visionary..

Still,He continued walking,disobeying the cool breeze which seemed to have been wanting to tell him otherwise 

He walked in a faster pace and arrived at the entrance of the forest 

He took a deep breath and entered the area full of woods,
Jimin got the creeps he's always gotten every single time he comes in this place 

The reason why was because of the trauma,
The forests was the location of where he cried,screamed out,felt so much pain and last moment he ever saw his father's visage 

It was quite a long time but never did the monster leave his mind...
Every single feature and detail about it was remembered by Jimin....

It was something he never and will never forget...

After a few steps,He slowed down and stopped in front of a big,old mango tree 

He knew exactly where he had buried his father's body...

He carefully removed his face mask...

Jimin grabbed his wand and swished it at his hand,
Not too long after,A beautiful bouquet of shimmering red roses appeared in his hand 

He laid the said flowers on the soil and breathed in chorus with the wind 

"So,It's been 7 years...Hasn't it,Dad?"He tried very hard to control the threatening tears but he couldn't hold it any longer 

"You've always said that if you die,You want me to bury you on a place under the mango tree where the heavens can be easily seen and the sun would shine upon it "He paused and just looked at the soil 

"Well,I did..so maybe I granted you a single wish for the fourteen years I've lived back then "He softly said,like a whisper 

"I don't attend school but I still do read some books ,How about you? Was it nice to rest and just look at the sky for the whole time ?"He wiped the tears off and was about to say something but he heard a noise 

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows and tried to fully look at his peripheral vision 
There,He heard that noise again which sounded more like a growl this time 

At that same moment,He knew he had to run...

"1....."He breathed out nervously 

"2...."He prepared his feet 

And "3....."

He then started running to the maze like place he's currently in,having absolutely no choice but to follow his instincts 

Jimin took his wand out,just in case 

He looked back and that's what he totally regret...

The same creature.....

.....That took his father 

.......away from him 

.....is the one chasing him ...

Jimin's steps became slower as he was distracted by all the thoughts,questions,and wonders he had in his mind 

He snapped out of it and saw a black hole in front of him,
Jimin looked back and saw the monster...

He gritted his teeth in anger and quickly entered the hole,
Not knowing what kind of fate awaits him from there....