Taehyung pov
I sat down confused as to why he brought me here.
I saw him walk into a room and come back out with a first aid kit.
"I'm gonna treat your wounds okay" said Hoseok with an eye smile.
I slightly nodded my head.
Are there really kind people like this in the world?
He got out some stuff and was treating the cut on my lip.
"So Taehyung, tell me why don't you stand up for yourself?" asked Hoseok.
I didn't say anything,
All I did was look at the ground.
"Not talking huh? Well that's okay I will wait" all Hoseok did was smile.
He kept treated my wounds and I still kept quiet.
It felt nice to have positive company near me,
Since everyday people blame for everything.
If I tell him the story about my girlfriend, will he blame me just like Seoryn's brother did?
I started to feel selfish
It's been so long since some looked at me the same way Hoseok has,
He sees me as an innocent person
Not as other do,
who see me as someone guilty of murder.
I don't want to tell Hoseok why. I want him to see me as an innocent person
But I can't be selfish
"I deserve to be beaten up"