No matter how hard I told myself not to cry,
I still cried,
feeling every inch of my body slowly breaking apart
because you weren't there.
YOU ARE READING
The Seatmate || Park Jimin
FanfictionBeing seatmates with a silent kid is sometimes good or sometimes bad. He would smile, laugh, and giggle but never really said a single word. I would speak the whole time but instead of him saying anything, he just passed a note with words written to...
