What They Don't See (PJM)

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Waking up the next day was the most painful thing I've ever experienced. Encounters from yesterday's nightmare were deeply imprinted within my brain, not leaving anytime soon. I didn't know what was worse, the fact that I was able to push a future friend away who seemed pretty sincere with his intentions or the fact that my father decided to take a few good punches at me when he discovered about the little incident with Minhyuk. I was sore either way. Mentally and physically.

Somehow I managed to drag my tired ass to school, sitting on my usual chair in the same classroom. I looked absolutely horrible and I had no intentions changing that fact. My hair was barely combed through, framing my features freely like a bird's nest, the large dark bags under my eyes too visible and last but not least my oversize wrinkled clothes. Hopefully, there was no one who noticed my poor state So far it worked well, resulting in no hateful comments. Yet. Perhaps, it was just my lucky day. I was able to ignore Jimin for the entire lesson. I was well aware of his presence and magically enough, I was able to dig up my strong self control not staring his way. Little did it help. Today, he was sitting in the very back with the popular guys and I could hear his familiar and recognizable chuckle from time to time, challenging my discretion. I didn't know whether I was happy or sad about Kim Jisoo stealing the spot beside me before Jimin had the chance to chose. Deep down, I hoped for his tapping pencil to my right but what did I expect? That he would come crawling, begging me to forgive him for shit I did wrong. No.

Honestly, I felt like crap. He didn't deserve those harsh words I threw at him earlier but neither did I want to take them back and apologize. Why? Let's just say that your girl here is a spineless wimp who is too proud to admit when she makes a mistake.

"Minjae, if you can't pay attention to my class. Please leave." I looked up, meeting a Mr. Shim whose eyes were ready to kill. Me, to be exact. Too tired to defend myself and my actions, I decided to do something crazy for a change. Something the top student would never dream of doing, leave and ditch class like a boss. I did it. When I got up from the chair, I could hear people gasp, whisper and chit-chat about the situation as if it was the hot topic of today. I prevented a small smile from appearing on my face. They were pathetic, if I had zero content in my miserable life they had minus.

I was about to exit with eyes burning my back when a little voice told me to turn around and meet the exact dame pairs of eyes I've tried to ignore and forget the entire day. Just as I thought. Jimin was staring at me, his expression impossible to read and comprehend as usual. He gulped, causing his visible Adam's apple to bob up and down. God, he was gorgeous. My observation only lasted for a second or two before Mr. Shim shouted, telling me to leave at instant. I slammed the door behind me, breathless when I slid down the wall outside class.

It was incredible and most of all, scary how big an effect this guy had on me during his short amount of time being around. Before I would have never ever considered ditching class, neither would I have wanted to take back my insulting words. He made me want to take everything back. He made me want to tell the truth, begging for forgiveness. I sighed annoyingly, hitting the floor in an attempt of de-stress.

Jimin here, Jimin there, Jimin everywhere.

I didn't know for how long I was sitting there, my face resting on top of my knees when Mr. Shim walked out of the classroom with his bag not sparing me one single glance, heading towards his next class. He was slowly followed by other students. I decided to go in and take my bag, hoping I was able to survive rest of the day without getting expelled as my main goal. Right now, it seemed impossible. Ladies and gentlemen, Park Jimin's doings.

Focus. Focus. So good so far. I was in the progress of packing my bag, almost all alone and done when I was pushed away until my back hit the wall harshly.

"Hey loser." The most piercing and nasty voice, roared my ears. Of course, I had no such things called 'lucky days'. The perfect Choi Sanghee was standing right in front of me with two of her so-called friends. Ugly smiles were covering their faces. My eyes widened. I didn't remember doing something to insult or hurt them. Not today.

"I didn't know you were that tough." She mocked and turned her head to the other girls, referring to my shocking exit earlier.

"Did you see how tough she was?" They answered with their even uglier laughs and I was a finger snap from inquiring earbuds. Sanghee turned her head, facing me once again with the most evil and deadly glare I've ever seen. What did I exactly do to piss her off? She couldn't impossibly be on her period because when she had the red thing she just had the habit of shoving me away with her shoulder, not this kind of stuff. This was way more serious and I had no idea why.

Noticing my confused state, she tilted her head to the side, sending me a fake wide grin.

"I can live with the fact that you're a nobody, a loser who just happens to be in the same class as me. Although I found it weird. I can live with the fact that you hate me too. It's a mutual feeling but what I can't live with, is the fact that you keep trying to seduce my man." Her jaw tensed, making her look slightly psychotic. Perhaps, I should recommend her to Mrs. Lim, the best psychologist in town. I'm sure she could be squeezed into her tight schedule. Well, it was an urgent emergency from my point of view.

Her man? OK, she needed help asap. I didn't exactly give away the 'maneater'-vibe. When she saw how dumbfounded I became, she scoffed and laughed shortly. Without warning, her face came nearer, her nostrils flaring, forcing me back.

"Listen bitch. I'm not in the mood playing funny games with you." She was beyond furious and in that moment I was frightened. This was a new kind of 'mad' coming from her side.

"I saw the way you stared at Jimin today. I think it's pathetic if you believe you have a proper chance with him. Just look at yourself." She laughed staring at me from head to toe as if she felt sorry for me. She was followed by the other's grins. Her words stung more than I wanted them to as my head and gaze slowly began to flicker downwards, away from these immeasurable evil creatures I wouldn't classify as human.

"Stay away from him. Are we clear?" She hissed out through gritted teeth as she had enough. Her fingers found their way to my long strands as she yanked my hair rather roughly, causing me to flinch in pain.

"Are we clear?!" She said a little louder.

"Leave it." A voice behind Sanghee spoke out loud in a threatening manner, the last voice I expected to hear anytime soon. Instinctively, I lifted my head, meeting Jimin's furious gaze. Sanghee and her companions were staring with shock.

"Oh, J-jimin. Hi. I was just, ehhh." Sanghee was stuttering like crazy and I had to be a good girl and suppress the laughter that wanted to break free so bad. A submissive Sanghee was quite a sight. She let go of my hair quickly, leaving it even more messy than before.

Jimin's gaze shifted from me to Sanghee and his jaw tensed as well as his fists.

"Just leave it Sanghee." His voice was determined, filled with authority. And just like the little marionette she was, she walked away from me, not sparing me a look since she was practically eyefucking Jimin. She didn't even hesitate to let him know.

"She was just so mean to me I had to do something." Her hands rubbed her chest in a pleading manner, she played the damn victim card, leaving me behind as the mad man, the bully. I wondered whether I should laugh or cry.

Jimin was unaffected by her words. "I'm sure she was." Now, he stared at me and I quickly looked away too scared, gulping the invisible lump down my throat. Somehow, his words made me feel guilty, like he was referring to yesterday's encounter. I was sure he really meant what he said.

He took a step forward, not looking away from me as he spoke to Sanghee, his voice more harsh and warning.

"Just leave her alone, OK? She's not even worth it."

Boom, crash. My entire world collapsed. I was out of breath, the small teardrops began to form in the very corner of my eyes. My body trembled. Not worth it.

The realization hit me hard. I truly cared for Park Jimin's opinions about me and now look? I was completely broken and shattered. Surprisingly, I was still able to stand on my feet, although they felt numb.

And then he walked away. Never looking back.