The girl walked inside her class wearing the same black jeans and full sleave black hoodie even when it's 22° celcius out there.
Light brown hair tied in a bun with a pen in it few strands hung around her face. Her nails constantly fiddling with her bag strap.
She had her head low bitting her lips as she entered the school trying the best to avoid attention.
She walked to the corner most locker opening it..... She keeps her books inside it and closes the locker.
She was about to turn when she was slammed to the metal once again. She groaned holding her arm her head hits the locker too and her hoodie falls down.
"Park y/n did anyone tell you that you are quite beautiful." said the guy who just attacked her.
Y/n pov...
The bruise from last night hit the metal and hurt again. It didn't even matter who pushed me. It's a deal of everyday... Almost all of the school does this.I have even started thinking there is no wrong in this. I should not complain when I am just a 19 year old who has abusive rich parents.....
I have a twin brother who my father loves a lot and gifted him a apartment too to leave as he wished.
I never get a right to speak since my father believes 'a girl should know her place'.
He said I should be grateful I wasn't killed when I was born.
I sighed and kept quite... I am quite good at being quite and enduring it's my expertise.
I looked up to see my brother's Best friend.
Kim taehyung....
Not again. I could see my brother jimin chuckling and standing there enjoying the sight with his girlfriend dahyun.
"I asked you something young lady." taehyung asked with a smirk.
I just faintly curl my lips.. I could see everyone enjoying the sight and recording it. "no, no one has ever told me" I said and he nodded his head.
Well go on then.
He backed off as few girls walked in emptying the bucket full of paper crushes and wheat.
Well it will difficult to clean up this time.
TAEHYUNG walked closer and ruffled my hairs making my bun to open and the the powder to go everywhere.
He came closer and clicked a selfie... And held my wrist in his hands.
"why are your wrist so thin?" he asked with a chuckle.
He pressed it tight in amusement while I couldn't help but grown.
That's the latest cut.... I just bandaged it in the morning.
He looked at me in confusion as I groaned.
He looked at my hands only to see blood flowing..... He immediately left the grip and I caught my hand pulling the sleave to hide it.
I could see jimin and jungkook to tense up and look at Me. While everyone else fell silent too.
I pulled my hoodie and rushed out of there.
I ran to the rooftop. it was empty.
I immediately took off my hoodie... My white shirt was completely stained in blood.
Tears welled up from my eyes as I tore my old bandage and frantically clean the blood on my wrist with my water bottle. Red coloured water kept running until my wrist became back to skin the water had almost drained out too.
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TWENTY SIX.
FanfictionPhase-03 Twenty six scenarios. Not inter related. One shots. Alphabetically named. Emotions- Fluff Impulse Sudden choices. Bold steps. Reality. And everything Cute. Read the following chapters first They are in poetic form. 1. Chapter 13 , my dear...