AUTHOR'S POV.

After returning home, Jimin went to his room straightly without even glancing at anyone. He was broken, fragile. He still cannot accept any of the things that's happening around him. The boys did not stop him they were so worried and sad for him. And let him have his space. Jimin closed his room door shut and locked himself inside.

His Hyungs and dongsaengs were so heavy hearted to see Jimin this smashed and completely lost hopes on living anymore. The boys decided to stay with him forever not wanting to leave Jimin alone anymore. Jimin might have shut them out because of his emotions and not wanting to come out, but the boys are always there for him.

The boys went to their rooms and got freshened up. Jin and Yoongi prepared some light dinner for everyone. As the boys were not in mood to eat or to have something, they were just numb and lost all their happiness...only sadness and pain was filling the house. After some pleadings from Jin the boys ate little bit. Except for one...Jimin.

Hoseok took some Rice Jook (porridge) in a bowl along with some pickled cucumbers in a plate and walked towards Jimin's room crossing the dining table and the boys. Hoseok knocked on his door softly calling him.

"Jimin ahh...."

"Jimin ahh.... open the door, you have to eat something...don't be starving...you'll become even more weak." Hoseok said leaning his forehead on the door with food in his hands, hoping that Jimin would open the door, but there was no response.

"Jimin ahh... please." Hoseok knocked on the door a little bit stronger. Again, silence form the other side.

"I know that you are not in a mood to eat anything, but if you feel hungry, I'll leave this plate on the side table at your door." With that Hoseok went to grab another plate and came back covering the food that he brought for Jimin. He took last glance at the door and left to be with the boys worriedly.

Everyone went to sleep, each and every one in their room were wide awake not being able sleep they kept on stirring on their bed not getting sleep. All the sweet, kind, soft memories of Kyung Mi were filled in this house and in the hearts of the boys. Her pains, struggles of not being capable of being a mother. The sufferings she underwent when her mother-in-law thrashed her to the core, the person who raped her brutally and killed her. It ached the boys hearts as these memories and incidents ran through their mind.

The morning came very soon. The boys were trying to distract themselves from the reality. Hoseok and Jin were on their way to Jimin's room.

"Jin Hyung, I don't know whether Jimin ate the dinner yesterday. I left some rice jook along with some pickled cucumber on the side table that's right beside Jimin's room door."

"Hobi, don't worry. He's completely down. Even if he has not eaten it...it's ok...let's see if he has had his dinner."

Both of them reached Jimin's room. Hobi took the plate in his hands and opened up to see the bowl and pickle empty. Jin and Hobi were relieved that Jimin had his dinner and was not starving at night. Jin held the knob of Jimin's door twisting it to go inside, but he wasn't able to go inside. It was locked again.

Jimin has locked himself inside not coming outside. Jin and Hobi shared concerned glances with each other and left the room looking at the door for the last time and went off to kitchen.