YOONGI POV

After pissing my heart out in the bathroom, [A/N lol wut?] I opened door to leave when it was yanked open and I was pushed out of the way by the J-Horse.  Then, I was confronted by five of my neighbors and my sister.

“What was that all about?” asked V

I can’t take his face seriously anymore.  It took all of my willpower not lmao again.

“Uhh…we were watching a funny video…” I said while looking down, trying to conceal my smile

“Of what?”

“You don’t want to know.”  Which is probably true, if he found out he’d probably kill J-Hope in his sleep.

Just then, J-Hope strutted out of the bathroom.  Yes, strutted, and said,

“Ahhh~ I feel like a new man!”

Namjoon gave him a weird look. 

Jin cleared his throat, “How about we all go down to the living room.  I’ll order pizza or something.”  Everyone agreed and soon enough we were all sprawled comfortably across the living room.

“So, Yoongi,” asked Noona, “Why do you hate your neighbors so much?”

“I don’t hate them, its just that a few of them,” I stared pointedly at the three youngest, are really rude,”

“What?” she scoffed, “I don’t know if you’ve forgotten, but at their age you were quite the-“ I covered with my hand.

No one here needs to know about that.  It’s true.  I was a pretty bad kid throughout middle school and the first part or highschool.  I skipped class, vandalizing property, dresscode never really existed for me.  The people I hung out with weren’t any better than, but the times I had with them were some of the best in my life.  At one point, we were causing so much trouble that the principal separated us by sending us all to different schools.  I was the only one who stayed at our current school, which I’m still attending now.  I haven’t kept in touch with them because after that whole episode I was grounded for months, which kept me from contacting them.  The principal said they weren’t allowed to come back to his school for two years, with this coming school year, it will have been two years since then.  Some of them would have graduated highschool by now.  I doubt I’ll ever see them again, but I still remember their names: Yongguk, he was like the father I never really had.  Himchan, the greasy who’s actually really warm and caring on the inside.  Daehyun, he was my first love, but we got over all that and I don’t regret a thing.  Then the