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Jimin tried to stop his tears as he began writing the emotions that Jungkook suffered through.  He took a deep breath and imagined the pain and guilt that he has felt for over the past years then began the ink on the white paper that was stained with tears.  He needed to know what he made Jungkook go through.  Where sunlight betrays white angel wings,

He lost everything when he had chosen the path of the rich.  He lost his family, girlfriend and life.  He got money, fame and fake friends.

“Taehyung, I swear, if you don’t hold still I might have to hurt you.” “Ah, Noona, Don’t do that.  You know it’s hard for me to hold still for a long time.” You roll your eyes and try to go back to making Taehyung’s eyes look good.  However, he kept turning his head and looking every which way making your job quite difficult. “And also how many times have I told you not to call me noona?  We were born the same year and you know that.”  You take the liquid eyeliner and

After your 14 birthday you had an arranged marriage with an older man. After 2 years you found a little boy and begged to your husband to raise him as your own child. He allowed it. Two more years have passed but you weren't pregnant. You went to the hospital and they told you the hard truth: You couldn't get any children. Because of this your man left you and your 8 year old adopted son. You and him h

Looking back on it now, you two did meet in the most cliché way possible.  It was your first day at your new high school and you were a little frazzled.  Coming from such a small town, this city school had three times the number of students as your last school, no wonder you were stressed.  Not that you were scared or anything.  It’s was just a little overwhelming to move to a new town and leave behind all your friends and move into a new house, start going to a new school with a bunch of new

The exhaustion was over powering, keeping you in bed.  Your whole body aches and you know nothing can make it stop, except for that appealing eternal sleep drawing closer.  You hear the door open.  You act like you’re asleep not wanting another encounter with your family through the plastic barricade around your bed.