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Desperado - a desperate or reckless person, especially a criminal.

Hoseok prepared himself for what was to come, he didn't expect his first job to be at an asylum. His dream was to become the world's best dancer in seoul, but unfortunately his family didn't one him to succeed in life.

"Your no good of a son!" Hoseok's father shouted across the dining room table, his mother stood aside the man, glaring at the young boy in front of her.

At the age of fourteen his parents kicked him out of their house, Hoseok entered the towns shelter house. Everyone there treated him like family, he went to school, graduated made all sorts of friends.

After graduation he made himself get a job, he didn't care what job he was going to take. He just wanted to live life to the fullest.

Hoseok placed his white outfit, he tried every thing he could to not get it dirty. "New here?" someone asked beside him, the person had their silver hair slicked back, their teeth pure white.

Hoseok took in every detail in the man, he looked the same age as him. "Yeah, todays my first day." Hoseok smiled.

The other had a face of horror, but soon wiped it away with a bright and fake smile, "My names BamBam!" the boy offered his hand out."

"The names Hoseok!" The said boy shakes the other hand.

A man dark black hair busted through the changing room's door, his eyes were exploring the room for the new kid.

"Hoseok! Follow me!" The man ordered, Hoseok had nothing to do except follow the order.

"Your the new kid here?" Hoseok shook his head with a faint smile, "Wipe that smile away!" The man shouted in a serious tone, "This place is no joke, you must watch your back or you'll be dead in half a second!"

Hoseok was taken aback with the words he heard, but still understood the man. He was working at an asylum, not the nearest amusement park.

"Sorry.." Hoseok squinted his eye to look at the name tag, "Jackson!" Hoseok ended off with.

All of a sudden loud noises were played, the lights on the walls flashed a bright red color.

Jackson left a confused and scared Hoseok behind. The boy watched from afar as the Jackson was running down the long white hallway.

Hoseok ran back towards the changing room. He hurriedly opened the door, soon tripping over something.

He turned around to see what he tripped over, Hoseok screamed at the sight of a bloody BamBam on the floor.

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Yoongi sat on top of his large white bed, he killed his last officer for it. He heard he was supposed to have a new officer today, Yoongi was anxious to see them.

Image's were displayed inside of his head, blood sprayed against the thin white walls. He wouldn't have this thoughts if he didn't have his daily kill.

He doesn't regret his actions, he killed people if there was a reason. But one day he was obsessed with killing, he just couldn't stop.

The boy didn't have any family, he grew up with out one. The reason why was because he killed them all.

His first kill was his father, the man came back drunk and abused Yoongi's mother. While his was asleep, Yoongi grabbed the kitchen knife and slit his fathers throat.

Yoongi's mother woke up, she saw her husband's blood painted into the bed sheets.

She noticed the teenager across the bed with a large sharpened knife, Yoongi had no choice but to kill his mother.

Yoongi smiled at the loud noises and flashing lights, he laughed loudly at the piercing scream that was heard.

He heard his door rumbling, he turned to see two officers holding their black batons, they pushed his body down, and without mercy kicked his body.

"What'd you do now freak?" Yoongi growled at the word.

The two officers handcuffed Yoongi and carried him out of his cell, he was placed inside a pitch black room.

"Where the fuck am I!" Yoongi screamed.

A police officer raised his baton and hit the back of Yoongi's head, causing him to go unconscious.

The loud ringing was hurting Hoseok's weak ears, he covered them with his hands.

He screamed and kicked when he felt someone place their hand onto his shoulder.

Hoseok opened his eyes, he calmed down when he noticed it was Jackson.

"Follow me!" Jackson shouted above the loud sirens.

Hoseok hurriedly followed the man, he bumped into Jackson's by the sudden stop. "Wha-" Jackson slapped his hand against Hoseok's mouth.

The two watched as a blue hair male was being dragged, "A client escaped," Jackson began to talk as he continued walking, "It was one of Min Yoongi's friends.