This story involves: Homophobic, depression.
Please don't read it if you are not comfortable.

Jungkook POV
I've been told that I would bring good luck towards my family. With my good grades and capable of everything, I was sure to be known as the 'The golden one'. But beneath all the smiles and laughter I've faked, lies a little boy being chained up. I'm currently studying now. It's 4am. School starts at 7:30. My parents always told me that I should target higher. A 90% isn't good enough yet. I believed them so I worked hard.
People often asked me that it was okay to relax, it was okay to let loose.

How could I?

When all I've ever known was study, study, and study.

I never really cared to check on my health, I was perfectly fine. I knew that because I have organized my schedule.
The sound of my table getting hit by a stick made me flinched a little. Ah. It was my mother with her long ruler.
"Did you study?" I nodded. "I filled out all my exercise book and my notes mother" she hummed and
then proceeded to give me some money. "Don't use that money to buy useless things, use it to buy more books. You're not smart enough" she said. I nodded. "Thank you mother"

She said nothing and left my room.

I should study a bit more and get ready for school.

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School was fine for me. It was every teenagers hell but everyday, my life was already hell so I didn't really care.
I was surprised to have some friends. Just three. Their names were Seokjin, Namjoon and Hoseok.
Seokjin was like a big brother to me. Namjoon was like my second father. And Hoseok was like a cool uncle.
I was their depressed child. Not that I mind. They know how my life really is.
"Why hello there my little coconut boy, how are you hanging?" Hoseok beamed happily.
"Surprisingly, not on a rope.." I said calmly. Hoseok glared at me and slap my chest.
"Don't joke around like that!" "Sorry"

"Anyways, have you eaten? Do you want a banana?" I shook my head.
"I'm not hungry" after that, Seokjin and Namjoon came and we both talked for a while.
"Bye Jiminie~ have a lovely day!" We all heard Park Jimin's parent yell. Park Jimin had the loveliest parents. His son looked lovely, it suits the title. Jimin was like the second sunshine in this school. The first was obviously Hoseok.
He smiles every morning to everyone and waves happily as well. I sometimes wondered what did he eat to make him so happy..

I never asked.

"Hello Jungkook's friend!" Jimin yells. We all waved at him. Hoseok was the most extra since
he was jumping up and down. "How are you feeling Jiminie? You look so good today!" Jimin blushes and says
"Thank you Hoseok-ah, i just like smiling that's all"

I wonder how that feels...

I stared at him, baffled as to how he manages to behave as if nothing was wrong in his life before I noticed he was staring at me. He said "Hello Jungkookie!" I frowned at him, unimpressed and instead averted my gaze.
I just said "Hello". Jimin didn't seem to ask any other questions and just focused on my friends.
"I'd better get going; I don't want to skip class. Adieu~"
We watched as the tiny ball of fluff happily skipped away.
"Is that Spanish?" Hoseok asked.
"Nono, I'm pretty sure it was French" I sigh, knowing they'd debate regarding languages again, so I bid them farewell and go to class.

Time skip
School had finished, and everyone had virtually dissapeared. I chuckled at them.
How can they be so happy once they got back home? Maybe that will happen to me one day?
"It'll never happen" I reply to myself, laughing, "Aren't you heading home?" A voice questioned.
As I looked up, I saw Jimin standing in front of me, smiling like he had earlier in the day.
"Are you going to study yet again?" He said.
"Why does that concern you?" 'Calmly', I said.

"Nothing!" He exclaimed, his face flushed. "'m sorry if that topic bothered you..I was merely..um.." He seemed to be afraid of me. I assumed he considered my face was intimidating. I breathe deeply then sigh.
"There are some things I'd like to keep confidential, and you don't even know who I am, so mind your own business"
I said. After that, he was deafiningly quiet. I continued to handwrite a few notes, assuming he didn't want to talk.
However, I soon found that he was still standing in front of me.
"Do you need anything?" I asked, struggling not to get irritated.
"Oh uh..sorry! You just looked peaceful here.." He scratched his head nervously, laughing.
"Your lips look like they might be a able to smile for a change.."

What a weird thing to say...

"Thanks"
"You're welcome-"
"Now please leave"

He made a squeaking sound and nodded.
"I'm leaving you here. I'll see you again tomorrow!"

Note:
Starting it off with soft first. 🤘🏼