𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀..... | 𝗷𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 |

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jungkook pov
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I peacefully walked through the park on my way to study in the library. As soon as I entered I couldn't help but notice my bestfriend and Jimin laughing and smiling together. It made my anger rise and my anxiety sky rocket. What if Jimin starts to like Taehyung? What if I lose them both forever?

"Excuse me." A boy said from behind me and I stepped out of the way, but he didn't move. Only smiling with a small laugh.

"No I wanted to ask you something." The smaller boy says and I nod allowing him to continue. My gaze kept shifting over to the two still having a great time... with out me.

"You're in Lees class right? Like AP Chemistry?" The boy asked and I nodded again. I fucking hate that class.

"Okay well... I was wondering if you'd be able to help me. We're in the same class and I don't know if you've noticed me before but I was just really hoping you'd be able to help out. I mean like if you don't want to that's okay but-"  I bursted into laughter and he stopped talking and frowned slightly. Oh. I didn't mean to offend him I just thought it was funny how much he rambled.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to laugh, it's just that you talk a lot." I smiled hoping he wouldn't take that the wrong way.

"No it's- it's okay I'm just... wow this is embarrassing. I'm gonna go." The boy tried to hurry off because I seemed to have killed his confidence.

"Wait-" I called walking after him and his face was beat red when he looked back.

"I'm sorry I think I come off the wrong way... I wouldn't mind helping you at all, but I'm not the best." I gave him a warm smiling hoping it could ease his worries. Why am I such an asshole?

"No it's really okay Jungkook. You don't have to do this out of pity." His frown deepened as he went to walk away again.

"I'm doing this because I want to help you. Come on." I sighed exhausted because I have this habit of accidentally pushing everyone away.

"What's my name?" The boy asked and I honestly had no clue. Hell I didn't know he existed until today.

"Uh..." I stuttered and he chuckled dryly.

"See. We've been in the same class together all year and still... you don't even know my name." He gave me a small smile before actually walking away. I can't just be nice to anyone can I? I have an inability of caring for anyone but myself and I know that. I just wish I wasn't like that. I wish I was different.

jimin pov
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I was on my way home, or just the place I reside. It hasn't been home for years. My front door was wide open and that was never a good sign.

"-fucking house! I fucking hate it here! I hate my life! I wish I was dead!" I heard before I even stepped into the building. As soon as I entered I could immediately smell the stench of alcohol. She always drinks excessively after whatever fling she has going on ends.

"Is that you Jimin?!" She yelled. I purposely entered as quietly as I could but she noticed me anyways. There was papers and trash all over the hallway floor. She had smashed a lamp and probably so much more.

"Look baby I'm s-sorry! I'll never yell or hit you again... I'm so sorry." She sniffled and sobbed out. If you think this is some type of turn around in our relationship... it isn't. Shes apologized to me at least 20 times. None of them she meant. As soon as she finds someone else she'll just go right back to her old ways. It's tiring.

I didn't answer her. Took a deep breath and went straight to my room. As bad as it sounds I would be better off without her. If she died tomorrow I don't even know if I could shed a tear. Not for her. But I would cry for the death of my actual mother... the woman that died years ago.

I closed my door and locked it hoping she wouldn't follow me. Sitting on my bed with headphones in and music blasting I cried. I can't have a day without something awful. Not even one day. I closed my eyes hoping I could sleep off the empty feeling in my stomach.

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