Summer had been the worst part of the year for you. Your family was devastated at the news. You were sick. You had been feeling awful but never saw a doctor because you initially thought it was the flu or just a bug.

One day, you brushed your hair and saw your hair coming out onto the hairbrush. You became worried but tried your best not to think too much on it. Leaving the brush on your counter in the bathroom, you went out and carried about your day. Mom came into the bathroom to collect some laundry that she was about to do and saw your hair brush and examined it closely. She was confused and concerned at the same time.

Time passed before she asked about it and you told her nothing was wrong but she wasn't up for an argument and went to the hospital to get you checker out. That was the moment you and your family found out about your cancer. It was not critical yet and was in the early stages which was treatable. The worst part of it right now was that you had to buzz off your hair.

Weeks later, you took a walk in the park, beanie and even a hoodie. It was Fall. School would start in a few days again. You sat down on a bench, watching the birds collect twigs for their nests or whatever. Kinda spaced out at some point. Your condition wasn't getting any better and your treatment weared you out some days. Some guy sat next to you and light a cigarette.

He looked over at you and offered his bud.

"Wanna smoke?"

Jungkook asked. He seemed chilled and...edgey in a way.