Chapter 9: New Beginnings
Two weeks had passed since Jimin's release from the hospital as well as his release from his prison so called home since jungkook immediately reported to the officer and every action was taken very quickly as he is the son of the most powerful and rich man of the world.
And now he lives in 1bhk also bought by jungkook, yet the memories of his ordeal still lingered like a shadow over his thoughts.
As he stepped out into the crisp autumn air, the sunlight warming his face, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. The hospital had been a prison of sorts, its sterile halls suffocating and claustrophobic, but now he was free—free to begin anew, free to embrace the possibilities that lay ahead.
Beside him, Jungkook walked in silence, his expression unreadable as he stared straight ahead. There was a tension between them, a distance that had grown in the wake of Jimin's suicide attempt, and try as he might, Jimin couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of his stomach.
As they made their way to school, the bustling streets filled with the chatter of students returning from their summer break, Jimin couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation about what lay ahead. The past two weeks had been a whirlwind of doctor's appointments and therapy sessions, each day a battle to reclaim some semblance of normalcy, and now he was faced with the daunting task of returning to school and facing his classmates once again.
As they entered the classroom, Jimin's heart skipped a beat at the sight of their teacher standing at the front of the room, a stack of papers in hand. Today was the day they would be assigned groups for the upcoming class trip—a prospect that filled Jimin with equal parts excitement and dread.
As the teacher began calling out names, Jimin held his breath, his heart pounding in anticipation. When his name was called, he felt a surge of relief wash over him, only to be replaced by a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach when he realized that Jungkook's name had been called as well.
They were in the same group—a fact that seemed to irk Jungkook, if the scowl on his face was anything to go by. Jimin tried to ignore the tension that crackled between them as they made their way to the bus, but it was impossible to ignore the sense of unease that settled over them like a heavy blanket.
As they settled into their seats on the bus, Jimin couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding about the journey ahead. He knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, but he also knew that he couldn't face them alone. With Jungkook by his side, he felt a flicker of hope stir within him—a whisper of promise that together, they could weather any storm that came their way.
But as the bus pulled away from the curb and began its journey into the unknown, Jimin couldn't shake the feeling that their journey was only just beginning—that the road ahead was fraught with twists and turns, and that their destination was far from certain. And as he stole a glance at Jungkook, the tension that lingered between them spoke volumes, leaving Jimin to wonder what secrets lay hidden beneath the surface, waiting to be uncovered.