Molly's P.O.V.
Why exactly are we alive if we're just going to die anyway? Why do we love, if we're gonna get heartbroken? Why do we study if we're gonna stop working when we're old then eventually die? Why do we do anything in life? Why don't we just die? Why does everyone take care of their health, and happiness, if we're just going to die? I just want to die right now. I'm pretty sure I'm Asexual by the way. I've never liked someone that like me back. It's never a two sided love. Jungkook probably dated me to not make me feel embarrassed on that day, so it's never been a two sided love. That's called asexuality, right? If no one likes you. I should try dating a girl. What if it works better? Wait, why date anyway? What was that sexuality called? These people that don't want to date anyone? Gay? Or was it anti romantic? Wait, no, I remember. It's lesbianism. I'm lesbian.
I should probably take suicide. What am I doing here? I'm useless, and my life is meaningless. I'm just giving people problems, which is my problems. My parents are probably disappointed that I failed high school the first time. They are probably disappointed in me in other things too. Jackson is wasting time on taking care of me. I should die and make everyone feel better, right? No one will be sad, and no one will remember me. Even if they did get sad, which they won't, they'll get over it and forget me. I deserve death!
Jungkook gave me a chance to be a good girlfriend, to make him happy, to at least be a good friend, but I wasn't good enough. I was annoying all time, I wasn't a good girlfriend, I didn't make him happy, and more stuff. I'm the worse girlfriend anyone could have! He's too perfect for me. I wish he finds the perfect one for him someday. As for me, I should probably die.
Knock knock!
"Come in," I said. Beomsoo entered.
"Hi Molly! I came to check up on you. You haven't been answering my messages, and you didn't come to school. I thought that you were dead." Beomsoo chuckled. Days has been passing by and I haven't been going to school. I did the homework and assignments the teachers put online, but never went there. I also never opened my phone or checked messages. I had my phone on mute. I used my computer instead, and watched YouTube in my free time to be alone as much as possible. I've watched BTS's videos. Jungkook looked a lot more non energetic than before.
"I'm not dead," I said.
"Obviously."
"Yet," I mumbled for myself.
"What?"
"Hm?" I answered acting confused.
"What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything," I lied.
"Oh okay. Are you okay by the way?" He sat beside me. I nodded. "I can see the tears on your face by the way. Tell me, what happened?"
"Nothing."
"Are you sure?" He asked. I nodded. "When are you coming back to school?"
"Never," I mumbled.
"What?! Why?!"
"I'm just joking." No I'm not.
"Oh." He chuckled. "But seriously when are you coming back to school?"
"Seriously, never."
"You just said that you were joking."
"I changed my mind."
"What's wrong with you?" He asked.
"Nothing. What's wrong with you?"
"Is there something wrong with me? I don't know what's wrong with me," he answered. I stayed silent. "You haven't been interacting with people lately, right?"
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