meet again | kth+jjk [read full desc.//transferred]

一

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~𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢~

cause though i pull weeds in grub and mud, i also sing to be a flyaway dove.

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before

denim shorts, laced tops. diamond bracelets, clear heels. posture, figure. beauty fame. such things only existed if there was talent. because talent equalled fame. fame equalled significance, and significance equaled money. and money, we all know what money equals to. everything, everything! money. bills of green trading through desperate hands, plastic cards of wealth and haste, coins of copper mixing through porcelain banks, modern checks scribbled messily, awaiting their faithful deposition. happiness. money. happiness.

alas, kim taehyung did not have happiness. he did indeed, however, have money. won, korean currency. and that money was the only reason for his success. no, the only hope. success had not been reached, nor glimpsed at yet. 

the timid boy had used this money to try out in a small casting call for teens, who would learn the way of a beloved korean pop star, an idol, by becoming a trainee. he made it in, surprisingly, and next thing young kim taehyung knew, he was going out of daegu and into his future.

soon, he would regret it.

what lay inside the bangtan dormitory were memories he never wanted to see again.

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did i mention it was short?

super sorry :(

 i said before i write my stories on paper originally, than transfer it. in my notebook it was 1 and a half pages -_-

dont worry though, it'll get a lot, a lot longer by chapter five. but chapter two? chapter two is short-short. i wouldn't even call it a chapter-