catfish.

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tw: the usual x mental illness and all

guys i'm very excited for this book it's quite unique but the chapters r gonna be mainly texting so it's different but at least easier to write with my arm healing from surgery

enjoy
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dear diary,

and then, nothing else formed in the mind of the brunette. his oddly calm expression stared down at the third diary entry he had started ever that was yet to be filled with all the rage built up inside of him. however, nothing would appear in his mind.

that's because the hatred he felt for a certain someone just wasn't enough to express through words. a stupid diary wouldn't be close to capturing his feelings and thoughts. so, he roughy grabbed his pen and began to drag it across the page causing it to tear.

"fucking bitch, fuck you jeongguk, fucking cunt fuck fuck-" there was a rasp in his voice which wasn't just because he was a 19 year old boy but from all the crying he had been doing earlier.

"taehyung! can you stop ditching me in your own home?!" a friends voice called from outside of his room, but that did not snap him out of his rage.

"fuck sake!" he groaned, grabbing the book instead as a pen was not enough. with his dainty hands he began to tug at each side and ripped a handful of pages out before he finally slammed the book down.

"taehyung!"

taehyung stood up suddenly, his chair sliding right back, and he stormed out of his perfectly decorated room. that was now covered with ripped pages all over the place.

"guys, i fucking hate jeongguk! i hate him! i- fuck me!" profanities only continued to pour out of him as he practically flew down to his one friend sitting on the couch.

"guys? have you officially lost it? it's just me, hoseok, your good friend," hoseok fearfully looked around as if he was expecting to see a ghost or also start hallucinating.

taehyung ignored his statement and plopped down on the seat beside him, bouncing a little on the sofa, "hoseok, i can't do this anymore, i hate him so-"

"i know, breathe, he is really fucked up," his friend placed a comforting hand on his shoulder and a look of concern was shot at him, "were you crying?"

"what do you want me to do?! dance?!" taehyung's bottom lip began to quiver — he wasn't sad, just so incredibly angry that the only way he could express it was through crying, "he's portrayed me as this horrible person and i don't even know why? what did i do? you saw him today, he cornered me up in that hallway just to make me scared and cry so he'd get a kick out of it."

hoseok sighed sadly, "i know, it's fucked up. i really wish he'd stop but he won't unless you make the move to stop it."

"but why me? why...why can't he just realise he doesn't need to be a dick?"

"i get you, but not everything goes our way- just report him or start fighting back."

"i can't report him- this isn't secondary school where you report them and the teachers give them a telling anonymously. in uni they'll treat it like court- trust me, i tried to report him," taehyung sniffled wiping his tears with the back of his hands.

"well, how are you gonna fight back? you're strong, but i don't think you'd be able to take jeongguk down," hoseok leaned onto his palm, elbow resting against the sofa as he stared at his distressed friend.

"yeah, i know...but i don't want to back down, i'm not gonna transfer universities or let him ruin my university life just because of whatever stupid reason he hates me," taehyung huffed, "i want to get him back in the most evil way possible, but i don't know how."

"i couldn't tell you either, all my idea involve fighting," the two boys soon were left just sitting in silence as they attempted to come up evil ideas, "does he have a boyfriend? start a rumour he's a cheater."

"i don't know if he has one, and i can't expose him as a cheater if i don't have proof," taehyung fiddled with his thumbs as he scrunched up his face in thought.

"i think he does, i see him with one boy all the time getting a little too close."

"jimin? they're friends?"

"not him he's far too sweet, fine, fit, caring, intelligent, talented, skilled, loving, genuine, breathtaking, angelic, and god-sent to be dating jeongguk," he ranted back unknowingly revealing his very obvious crush on the mentioned boy.

"right...anyways, if i was to expose, how would i get proof?"

"create it! like-"

"like cat fishing?!"
"-photoshopping!"

"oh." they said in unison, blinking at each other at their very different levels of idea.

"i like yours better," hosoek struck a finger out at him, "you could like...get information out of him and shit, then expose it all."

"you're right," a light sparked in taehyung's eyes as just the idea of jeongguk's downfall began to play in his mind, "where am i getting his number from?"

"um? has he not joined in on some cyber bullying yet?"

"no, probably knows i could just block him," taehyung sighed already beginning to think the plan will never happen.

"don't worry, i'll get his number. i have connections," reassuringly, hoseok patted the youngers head as if he was some puppy. which the other definitely resembled when he looked up with doe eyes.

"thank you so much!" taehyung threw himself onto the latter resulting in some happiness at last. but, the happy mood wavered a little due to the doubts in taehyung's mind.

will this even work?

hi guys