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❝ 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 U̶n̶𝗪𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱..❞(✔︎)

!!TW!!  mentions of Bruises and scars, 

!!Reader's discretion is adviced!!

Feel free to skip this portion of the story if you think you can't handle such topic or feel sensitive when it comes to this topic. Take care of yourself first and hope to see ya on the next chapters♡♡

[  YEAR < Early 2014 > ]

❝ It had only been a few months since that sleepless night—the one where Kala broke down on the phone with Jimin-oppa, quietly asking a question she didn't know she had been holding for years: "Why do you love me?" She hadn't told him everything. Not even close. But that night had planted something in her: a seed of realization that maybe—just maybe—there was still light to be found, even if it was buried beneath bruises and silence.

But here's the thing about survival: just because you found light once doesn't mean you carry it with you all the time.

And on school days, the light felt very far away.❞

⎯⎯ ୨ THIRD PERSON'S ୧ ⎯⎯

For Kala, any day that included school was never normal. And it was never peaceful.

Though it had already been over two and a half years since it all began—since she became the favorite target for the rich kid and his entourage—Kala still found herself hoping, just a little, that things might change.

That maybe one day, the hitting would stop.

That the whispered insults wouldn't follow her down every hallway.

That she could exist in a place where her talent wasn't twisted into a weapon people used to justify their cruelty.

But hope is a cruel thing when you're the only one holding onto it.

She walked slowly back home, plastic bags swinging gently at her side. Inside were a few familiar items: cotton pads, gauze, disinfectant, a new ice pack, and two boxes of her usual skin-toned body spray—the one that perfectly matched her complexion and camouflaged her bruises like paint on canvas.