JJK

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Kim Taehyung's diary entries were all similar, boiling down to a single question: 'what did I do?'.

What was Taehyung's fault on October 4th, when he had just transferred to a new school and was immediately ridiculed by Jungkook?

And on October 16th, when he was beaten for the first time?

Maybe he did something wrong on November 1st, when Jungkook's gang humiliated him in front of the other students?

Or November 22nd, when Taehyung spent the entire night in the school basement, locked away and rescued not even by his tormentors, but by a security guard?

But the most terrifying part was that although there were gaps between the dates in the diary, in real life, Jungkook tormented the younger boy every single day. And that was driving him insane.

Naturally quiet, Taehyung began to withdraw into himself even more: his brown eyes flashed with the spark of joy less often, and a smile no longer graced his lips. All that remained of the gentle youth was a mere shadow.

Why him?

Even the perpetrator of Kim's condition wouldn't be able to answer that question.

Jungkook simply hated the boy with all his soul; he had disliked him from the very moment he first saw him. Taehyung provided only one pleasure — he was perfect to torment, a way to vent all the heat of his inner cruelty.

There was no one to stand up for him: he had no friends, and among his relatives, only a half-blind grandmother, for whose sake he had transferred to the new school to be closer to her. How prosaic — the ideal victim for people and circumstances.

Today, for example, Jungkook, watching the romantically falling snow, came up with a new amusement: hide all of Taehyung's outdoor clothes — and he did exactly that, as Kim realized, standing now before an empty locker.

"Lose something?" Jungkook's smug voice rings out. "Oh no, your winter clothes? You'll have to run home as fast as you can so you don't freeze."