𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝑴𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒀𝒐𝒖

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢 - 𝚃𝚠𝚘

Unrevised chapter

May contain inappropriate language

Sorry for any spelling errors

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Monday

~ • Jimin • ~

I open my eyes slightly after hearing the alarm clock's sonar, turn it off and sit down on the bed, my body feels terribly heavy as if I had been run over by a truck.

Until I feel a throbbing in my wrists and lower back, reminding me of what had happened the night before.

Even though I don't want to go to class today, I get up and take short steps to the bathroom.

I take off my clothes, carefully so as not to feel any more pain, I take a shower and put on my uniform and go downstairs, finding my mother already drinking her coffee.

- Good morning Mother. - I sit next to her.

- Good morning my love.

- Are you going somewhere?

- Oh yes, Mr. Lee called me, they held a meeting today that requires my presence.

- Do you know the reason?

- I'll know as soon as I get there.

- Okay, I'm done, I'm going, mom.

- Okay, be careful, kiss, I love you son.

- You can leave mom, I love you too.

I say, leaving a seal on the top of his head and heading towards the exit of the house, walking on the way to school with my headphones on.

I arrive at school and go to my locker, as usual, I take what I need and go to the room and sit in my seat without even seeing who was already in the room.

Minutes later the teacher enters the room and begins his class.

I confess that I didn't pay attention to anything, I'm not in the right frame of mind, my mind is racing, I'm almost starting to panic.

When I least notice it, the bell for break rings and I see all the students leave the room, but I don't move an inch.

I cross my arms on the table and lay my head on my arms with my face facing the window.

With my mind away.

Until.....

- No!

- What? - I respond without much interest.

- Aren't you going to eat?

- No.

- Are you okay?

- Bowl.

- No, no, let's go eat. - he says poking me in the arm.

- You go.

- Let's go. - he says pulling my table forward.

- What do you want in? - I say discouraged and tired.

- Make you eat, let's go.

- You go and eat.

- I don't know what happened to make you like this, but that's not why you're going to stop eating, come on, let's have a snack.

Take my wrist gently, without squeezing.

I can already imagine why that is.

And he pulls me, making me get up and drag myself to the cafeteria.