"Get the hell out of my face you worthless piece of shit!" The young boy flinched but did as his father asked of him. He retreated to his room where he began to examine the new bruises on his stomach and thighs. He stared at the mirror with blank eyes for he no longer had any hope.

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"Oh look, dumbass is here!" The scrawny boy just looked at the ground and kept walking. "Oi, pay attention when people are talking about you!" The larger boy shoved the underweight boy into the lockers, which in turn sent him tumbling to the ground. Everyone heard a sickening pop and saw the boy's wrist in an awkward position. Everyone ran but the boy didn't even shed a tear, he couldn't anymore.

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Things had been pretty good for a while, the boy had gained enough weight to look alive, he wasn't beaten nearly as much, and he had a new boyfriend. Things were going great until he graduated and his boyfriend began coming home drunk.

"Hey, bitch, get up and stop crying!" The last thing the boy remembered was getting kicked square in the face and then it was all darkness.

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He woke up in the ICU. The bed next to him had a patient who looked about his age. The man in the other bed was reading and he glanced over to see the younger person awake.

"Oh, hey, you're awake. I'm Min Yoongi, what's your name?"

After a few minutes of thought and silence, Yoongi returned to his book. A minute later a weak voice broke the silence.

"I'm Kim Taehyung"