August 20th ;
I went the school, of course you were there. I tried to walk past you but it didn't work. The tears willed up in my eyes as you grabbed a hold of my arms.
"Why are you crying, you're such a pathetic excuse for a human."
He's called me worse, I told myself.
"Jimin. Park Jimin. Do you even know my name?"
I chuckled and wiped my tears as he let go of my arm. He said nothing and that's when I felt the worse, that I really am a Jane Doe.
a/n: please note that self harm should never be the answer to your problems...
