“Hey, who is this?”
Horrible, absolutely horrific. To meet this new X here, and in the same house as me.
My name is Park Jimin. We met every time we went to school together since we were little. Kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school. So, I was asked if we were dating each other, but contrary to what I thought, our relationship was very, very bad.
For example, while receiving our lunch in the cafeteria, we were talking to a friend without looking at each other, and we bumped into each other and fell. As a result, our lunch trays were knocked over.
Naturally, we blamed each other, saying things like, "Shouldn't you have just looked ahead?" or "You were the one who crashed into it first." We were both at fault, but we didn't want to admit it.
“What? You were the one who bumped into me!!”
I don't remember anything after that. From what I heard from the kids, they fought and hit each other or something. It's a memory I don't even want to remember.
The Crazy Boarders—Park Ji-min
“I didn’t know we’d meet here.”
“Did you run away from home?”
Unlike me, Park Jimin lived quite well. However, his parents were under severe pressure. His older brother had gotten into a very prestigious university, so they had high expectations for him. So they constantly told him he'd run away from home someday.
“Yeah, I ran away from home.”
“Is this the answer you were looking for?”
Every word is sharp. At our school, where engineering classes are separated by gender, we don't see much of each other, so it's been almost a year since we last spoke. I don't know if we should call it a conversation...
“Hey...don’t fight,”
Anyway, Kim Taehyung had to face the cold air between me and Park Jimin head-on. He watched us closely and tried to stop us, who seemed to be harboring a murderous urge.
"Of course! I can finally harass Park Jimin all day long!!"
I replied to Park Jimin's last words. How could I be this happy? Seeing that face every day is bad for my eyes, but it's also painful to torment me every day...
"huh...?"
Kim Taehyung looked at me with bewildered eyes and a confused tone. When I looked at him, he had an expression that seemed to suggest I'd misread him. Of course, I understood, since just a moment ago, they were trying to kill each other.
“But how long have you been here?”
It's been almost a year since I've been to Park Jimin's house. During that time, I've received calls from his parents, but I haven't heard anything from him, so I have no idea what he's been up to lately.
“It’s been a year.”
I responded to Park Jimin's words without thinking, "Oh... I see." Wait a minute, a year? Has it really been that long?
What on earth happened while I hadn't heard from him? I could have imagined that a year had already passed since he left home. If this little shit left home, his parents would definitely get in touch.
“After a fight, they didn’t even come looking for me.”
“Where can you find parents like these?”
His mouth and eyes were smiling, but his words were slurred. He seemed to be joking, but his heart seemed to be elsewhere.
“Why are you like this again~”
“You’re probably pretending not to care on the outside, but you’re worried on the inside, right?”
Kim Taehyung spoke in a coquettish tone. No further response was heard.
It was ignored.
“This is here, that is there”
I started moving the items in my bag into my room one by one, including a thin blanket that wasn't suitable for the season, various clothes, and my favorite things.
“Don’t just talk, help me...”
With my new workers.
We've been here for a week already. When I asked, "Are we the only ones living here?" I was surprised to hear that there were four other people. The other four are all just wandering around, and I haven't seen a single one in a week.
But then one big ordeal happened to me.
“So, why are you in my room?”
X. Out of curiosity, I went into the room of one of the four people. But while I was watching, one person who looked tall just by looking at him came in.
“I... there is that...”
My eyes raced. What should I do? Should I be honest? No, this is too risky. Did you come in thinking this was my room? That's not true either. My room is on the first floor, but this is the second. Lying would only lead to a bigger accident.
“I wonder if I was drawn to something...?”
What the hell is this X saying?