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"wake up, kids! it's time to have breakfast!" someone from the outside of the room yelled. the two siblings immediately woke up and quickly got freshened up for the day.

"today we have breakfast for thirty minutes then the little kids will go to class for five hours and the teens will be going for six hours with lunch in between. after those hours, they all will have free time. they can go the playroom or the silent room," the adult that came in the room said. once he left, jungsook explained, "he always comes in here to tell us what the day will look like and if we have any mail from other family."

yoongi got off his bed and left the bedroom to the cafeteria. he followed the siblings to the large room and once he got there, his nose was hit with the smell of pancake. he remembered the one time he ate the plate of food. it tasted so good that he wanted more but his mother only yelled at him. yoongi quickly left from the siblings side and went toward the food. the line was no longer that long so he got his food quickly.

he happily ate his food on a table with not a lot of people. he didn't care if the siblings were looking for him, he just ate his food happily.

"yoongi, don't run off like that! we almost had a heart attack!" jongseok said in a breathy voice, he was tired. the siblings sat beside yoongi on the table and smiled as they saw yoongi eat. his face was so boney and his arms almost didn't have any skin. it wasn't great so the two were happy to see him eat.

"hurry up, yoongi. class starts in a couple of minutes," jungsook softly said to the younger boy. jungsook was interrupted when she heard other people talk about a topic that she was interested in.

"maybe he changed? he's eight right? and still not adopted? i feel sorry for him," an eight year old boy talked quietly to the other boy across the table. "maybe he just acts crazy so he won't get separated from his mother. she's been there for him since birth, maybe he likes her and doesn't want to go," the other boy said back. the eight year old only shrugged his shoulders.

"no, he's just a brat," jungsook interrupted. the boys looked at her.

"shut up, you just want to look cool by calling other people a brat!" the eight year old yelled back.

"but it's true! he treated me so bad back then!"

"that was because he was five years old! how can a baby treat a girl? flowers and roses?" the eight year old yelled back. he crossed his arms and pouted. the female just smiled at his cuteness, he just doesn't understand, she thought.

"What's your name, little man," jungsook asked.

"my name is jimin!"

"well, jimin, you don't understand. when he comes later today, you'll understand. he'll cry and cry and cry. he might even hurt someone that gets near him. mark my words," the female got off her chair and left the cafeteria with her brother and yoongi. jimin still didn't believe her.

"it's okay jimin. she's the crazy one," the other boy smiled and hugged jimin from across the table. jimin hugged back and smiled at the other boy's cuteness.

"let's go, jeongguk. class starts any minute now," jimin got off his seat and walked out of the cafeteria with his best friend.

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