FEBRUARY 2016
I punched the boy straight in the face as soon as I found him outside the school gates.
"What the fuck!?" the boy exclaimed as he clutched his bleeding nose.
"Why the fuck would you do black magic on my pictures?! Are you that insecure about yourself you have to convince people scary edited pictures of me are real?!" I shouted at him.
For some reason, somehow, people thought that it was me 'without makeup'.
He pushed me, pushing me against a fence, if he pushed me over, I'd fall 15 meters.
He dug a key into my arm, causing excruciating pain as he dug it further in.
He pushed me further onto the fence with more force, causing the large, sharp spikes digging into my back, causing my back to bleed where the spikes were digging into my back.
People had gathered around to watch the fight happen, cheering on whoever they wanted to win as they recorded.
I ignored the pain, kicking the guy in his balls, taking the opportunity to kick his face too.
"Yn!" Jungkook called out as he rushed towards me.
The guy punched me so of course, I punched him back, hard.
Really hard.
I slammed the boy to the ground, he flipped my over as he clawed at my neck, making it bleed as he punched me and in response, I flipped him over again so I was on top of him and kneed him in the balls hard enough for him to groan in pain as I punched him in his face.
Jungkook pulled me away from the fight, bringing me back into the school, going with me into a cubical in the girls' bathroom.
"Yn, you should go to hospital, your back is really bad." Jungkook said as he examined it, gently dabbing it clean with an antiseptic wipe.
"No." I said. "Don't tell Bangtan."
"Why?" Jungkook asked.
"Namjoon's already been on and on about my anger issues and short temper and said that if I didn't improve, he'd have to get other people involved." I said. "Other people as in therapy and you know how much I hate the therapists at the therapy place. Therapy and medication, but I'm not allowed to take any medication"
He wrapped a bandage around my back before pulling my top back down and I gave him my wrist where the key had been dug into my wrist.
"Why don't you tell him?" he asked me.
"Because its not up to him weather I go or not." I said. "He knows I hate it."
. . .
"昨天有人在医院看到了你、Yn、Yoongi 和 Namjoon。你为什么在医院，你在等待医生时收到了死亡威胁吗?" the interviewer asked.
Translation: There was a sighting of you, Yn, Yoongi and Namjoon at a hospital yesterday. Why were you at the hospital and is it true you received death threats over text while waiting for a doctor?
I translated the question into Korean for the other members since it was a Chinese interview.
"Tell." Jin said as he nudged me lightly.
"我的癌症已经扩散到我的血液中。" I said, not sure what else I could say.
Translation: My cancer has spread to my blood
My cancer had spread to my blood, creating blood clots and that's why the IV wouldn't drain into my body.
"死亡威胁来谁?" the interviewer asked.
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