This content is fiction and has nothing to do with reality.
There are 8 fan club teams.
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Seriously, after my parents left, I didn't step out of my room. I didn't feel the need to leave. The clock on the wall was ticking away towards dinnertime, and the smell of something baking wafted from downstairs.
I'm hungry, but I don't want to go out...
My pride wouldn't allow it. Just thinking about going back to my old neighborhood, I left the room, stuffing my outdated cell phone in my pocket and pulling on my black hat.
Squeak -
Tak _
_ No one seemed to mind when I left the room. Only one person, a boy named Jeong Ho-seok, looked back.
What are you looking at?
It would have been written on my face.
Jung Ho-seok quickly averted his gaze, and I, too, withdrew my attention and left the front door. There was no need for dinner.
“Ha, it’s refreshing. It’s so stuffy over there.”
Of course - it was nice to have a home. The only problem was that those people were annoying.
I went into a convenience store with a few bills stuffed into my pocket, thinking of buying a convenience store lunch box.
_ Dingling
“Welcome _”
After nodding my head slightly, I quickly moved to the lunchbox corner. It's been a while since I've had a rice ball set.
Since I had no intention of gaining weight, I grabbed a lunch box containing celery and rice balls, paid the bill, and sat down at a table at the convenience store.
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Did you just pick up your chopsticks and try to eat?
“Who is this - Yeon-i -?”
Oh, shit.
A familiar face. A familiar voice.
The one who's been tormenting me endlessly since I was in orphanage. I'm getting really annoyed. What do I do about this?
“Hey, what’s wrong - it’s a shame between us.”
“You’re funny. What’s going on between us? Just kill me and give it to a dog.”
“Our Yeon-i, has she grown a lot since we last saw each other?”
Kang Ha-neul. He was adopted before me. He'd been following me around and tormenting me since I was a child in the orphanage. It went beyond simple pranks and even involved assault. Is it because of him that I became so good at fighting?
“Get out, I don’t have time for you.”
“I heard you were adopted?”
“……..”
Have you already done a separate background check?
"Your parents were CEOs and managing directors of large corporations. With my father's wealth, a company of that size... It would be an instant before it vanished from the world, right?"
“…Don’t touch my parents, you idiot.”
“If you mess with those people, I might actually kill you.”
I was serious. Even if I could touch him... Mom and Dad couldn't. I wanted to beat up Kang Ha-neul. But then a word flashed through my mind.
“Don’t beat up people from now on. This is a warning.”
…a promise was a promise.
“.. Ha, this x, is annoying.”
Puck -
_ Puck
It hurt. I'd never been hit by anyone before, but now I was being hit by Kang Ha-neul.
But I couldn't turn around and beat Kang Ha-neul. Was it Kim Nam-joon? He told me not to. … I didn't want to become such a bad person that I couldn't keep my promises.
Even more so if it's said by the new adoptive family.
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I guess it took a while.
Kang Ha-neul, losing interest, roughly threw me into an alley and ran away. My vision was blurry, but I couldn't lose consciousness here.
I barely managed to get up, leaning against the wall.househeaded towards
Bbaeng
Bbaeng
Bbaeng
Tirolik _
The noisy kitchen. I glanced over and saw seven people chatting and eating dinner.
Now that I think about it, I didn't even eat my lunch properly.
At that moment, at the sound of me coming in, the seven of us all looked at the front door, and our eyes finally met. A brief, if sometimes long, silence followed. I didn't want anyone to find out I'd been hit.
They were looking at me without saying anything, but soon their expressions changed to quite surprised ones.
"What, what's wrong with you?" Jungkook
“…. Did you roll?” Hoseok
Kim Seokjin narrowed his eyes, Min Yoongi stared blankly, whether in surprise or numbness, and Kim Namjoon stared at me with his eyes wide open.
Kim Taehyung ran towards them as if surprised, but then realized that they weren't meant to be together and took a step back. Park Jimin did the same.
Soon Seokjin came over and asked.
“…. Was that right?” Seokjin
"yes."
“… You just took it?” Seokjin
"yes."
"Are you an idiot? Why are you taking that?!" Seokjin
“If the other person hits you, you should beat them back in return!”
Seokjin was indifferent, but since the kid got hit anyway, wouldn't he be angry? Why did he just take the hit? Why didn't he hit him? He kept getting angry.
“…..”
“Kim Namjoon said it. Stop beating up people.”
“…That’s why I didn’t do it. I wanted to keep that promise.”
“I’m not so trashy that I wouldn’t keep one of those rules.”
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