Twisted

Ch.1

I'm living in my own world now. No one to judge me, push me around. Whenever I go to school, I feel more depressed about myself. Nobody hangs out with me, talks with me, stands near me. It's as if I'm a ghost and nobody seems to believe I exist in this world. I'm so used to being a loner that I don't even know what it's like to have a real friend.
 

Ever since I ran away from home, I've been falling apart more and more. My parents and I used to have an amazing relationship with one another until I went into my early stages of sophomore year.

I started having a hobby of writing song lyrics and I continued writing my own songs. There was a song that I was really proud of called "Minority" and wanted to show my parents. I ran to my parents saying, "I hope you guys like this song I wrote! I spent so much time on it. I really want to show the world what I can do through my skills."  

I thought my parents were gonna be really proud and support me in my dream of becoming a musician one day. I mean my parents were always supportive of me. But Instead, I got the opposite of what I was expecting.

"You spent most of your time doing this garbage? No wonder why you do horrible at school."

"Your mother is right, why spend your time writing useless things instead of studying to pursue a good future?"

"I'm extremely disappointed in you Yoongi. As the women who gave birth to you, I don't ever want you to write song lyrics until your done with your studies. It may be your dream to write but it isn't my dream to see you in that way, you're still too young."

As soon as my mother speaks her words, she tears my song sheet into pieces. All of those hours spent day and night were absolutely wasteful.

There was a long silence. I can feel my heart race to the point where it hurts. I built up so much anger until I spoke:

"You know what? I try so hard to become a good son. I clean around the house, I do my chores, I do my work, and you hate me for writing song lyrics? That's it? Do you know how poor we are? You know how hard it is to earn money? I 'm trying to help you guys out and you both are declining my offer?"

"What do you mean 'offer'? The only offer you're giving us is a bag of Bullshit. I swear this kid –"

Before my mother could continue her sentence, I ran to my room and banged my door shut.

I could here my mom shout, "I DON'T EVEN THINK YOU'RE MY REAL SON YOU LITTLE-"

Luckily my father tried to calm down my mother before she could say the nasty words. 

As I was crying I felt like my world was coming to an end. My parents hated me, I had no friends to talk to. I guess no one really cared for me at all. I wanted to die and vanish away from my problems.

I thought to myself, "I'm living in hell. I want to escape and run away to a new life where I could be happy. I need to start over."

Luckily for the past few years, I've been saving up 'emergency money'  from doing my part-time job and receiving money from relatives.

I packed my bags of clothing and snacks and I went out of my house late at night when my parents were asleep. I didn't leave them a note or any hint that I was leaving them because I'm sure they wouldn't even know I'm gone.

I rented myself a very cheap apartment dorm. The space was pretty crowded but I might as well make use of it.

As of now I still live in the same dorm, working a part time job, and is now a junior in high school. 

...

Monday, 1st Week of October

Another regular day of school. I get into my first class waiting for the teacher as usual. Although, this time he seems to be running late. I wonder what happened?

A few minutes later, the teacher finally gets here.

"Ah sorry that I'm late class. The reason I was late was because we have a new student joining us today that came all the way from Busan."

It's been a while since we had a new student. I wonder who it could be?

"And may I introduce to you our new student...Park Jimin!"

As he walked into the room he looked like an average student and he seemed a little nervous.

"Hello, my name is Park Jimin. I hope to get to know you all better. Th-Thank you."

Not gonna lie he's kinda cute when he's nervous. Wait...what am I thinking? Did I really just think that?

Anyways he took his seat and we continued on with our school day.

So this was my first time really writing fanfiction lol

I personally think this is kinda bad? I mean I feel like there are some parts where things may not make sense. I hope my grammar and punctuation is somewhat okay.

I honestly also think that this story sounds to similar to many other stories out there but hey this is my first fanfiction and it took me a while to come up with an idea.

I would really appreciate feedback and if people actually like this first chapter I may continue this story. If not then well... I guess I could still continue it but idk

Anyways I hope you enjoyed reading this!!! <3