"Really? Okay, don't tell me anything." He knocked the wall once and then, as if by magic, Jimin cried out again for a little longer and louder. Well, crime didn't pay, not even the good boy got a break for long. Not as far as Jungkook could see. "I can't imagine the guys who you stole the coke for don't pick on Jimin. I got to imagine everyone does. He's kind of an easy target. Dead weight, really."

He gave Tae a smug look, pleased that he'd finally worked him up into this state. "If we don't kill him, someone else will."