it's cold [p.jm]

06. deep

"so, what's our concept going to be?" i asked, breaking a long streak of silence between the three of us.

no one replied, their heads facing the ground.

"well, how about we start talking deeply about things we are passionate about or feel something for? we could find something we have in common." i fidgeted with my fingers, the chatters of other students lessening the awkward atmosphere.

no one replied, again.

"ah, okay, i'll go first then.. ha.. ha," i laughed nervously and rubbed my hands together, "well, i was thinking our concept could follow along the lines of sad love because 97 percent of songs on the radio are about love so, i'll speak about my sad love life." i laughed, trying to lighten up the mood. the two slowly looked up, interested. "well, this is pretty uncomfortable to talk about, but screw it. back in junior high, i fooled myself into thinking i was in love with someone who loved me back. but, we all known junior high is the time of delusional lies.. it was all a joke. back then, believe it or not, i was the biggest extrovert you'd have known, i was kind, it didn't take much to make me smile and then i met this boy. he wasnt the best looking, but his pleasant laugh and warm personality made up for it. i had never had a boyfriend, so i didn't know what to do- i ditched my friends to keep him happy as i always felt bad to decline his offers at lunch, i drifted away from the the people i shouldnt have underrated to keep one other person happy. slowly, his real self had started to unveil, like in the movies, it's always the nicest people that are the worst. he liked to bring my self esteem down, make fun of my hobbies, i basically changed myself for him until he moved last year.. so uh yeah" i laughed nervously. the two looked at me with blank expressions.

jimin cleared his throat,

"ah well, i am dating this girl, s-she was pretty, nice, all around perfect. i feel insecure whenever i stand next to her. i am always scared that she will leave me, so i try to avoid conversations with her. i'm too scared, i never want to hear her say 'let's break up.' though i know what i'm doing is selfish." he looked down, droplets of tears falling slowly. i patted his back awkwardly.

"it's okay." i whispered as taehyung wrapped his arm around jimins shoulders.

"we should start working on the song." taehyung suggested. we all agreed.

jimin wiped away his tears, "i can p-play the piano." he whispered as he played with his fingers.

"really?! me too!" i brightened up. he looked up and slowly started to smile.

"should we ask if we can use the piano?" taehyung suggested, me and jimin nodded in unison.

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once got the melody over with, it was time to go to lunch. i packed up my things, ready to leave own my own.

"eunha? did you want to sit with us today? we can work on the song at the table." jimin asked as taehyung dragged us to the lunch room.

i brought my notebook and started jotting down some lyrics ideas.

"i was thinking we could focus more on jimins story, as it seems more emotional, i-if you know what i mean." i said, not knowing if i was making jimin uncomfortable.

"what are you doing here?" the boy with mint blue hair was suddenly sitting across from me.

"uh, me, taehyung, and jimin are working on a project together." i spoke gesturing to the blue banged boy as well the orange.

"oh." he spoke, going back to drinking his milk.

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a/n: once i get better at writing i'll re-edit everything omg.
i cANT BEKIEV THIS I CANT WRIT ENAYMORE CRICK