Social anxiety is the fear of being judged and evaluated negatively by other people, leading to feelings of inadequacy, inferiority, embarrassment, humiliation, and depression.
"Please, get away from a person like me" said Jin.
"No." Said Namjoon hu...
I was on my way home from school when I saw him running with tears on his eyes, that bastard, he acts like he's the victim I bet he's just as rotten as his father. I wasn't like this, I was actually a good person eventhough I had a horrible past, until he transferred to my school, how dare he? He acted like he didn't know me at all.
As he was running he was crossing a stoplight now and the dumbass didn't noticed a car was coming, I started running without even thinking about anything and pulled him with me as we both fell to the ground. He was bleeding a little bit on his forehead and elbows but he didn't move at all, when I tuned his body so he could face me he passed out.
{Jin}
I woke up on a room which wasn't obviously mine, mine was a lot bigger and had pink walls this one was smaller and more masculine, eventhough it wasn't as big as my room, it felt cozy and lovely not like mine which was always full of emptiness.
I turned around and saw the person that I was more afraid of in this world, Namjoon.
"You're awake." He said looking at his phone.
"Please don't do anything to me, I'm sorry I won't tell the police what happened please let me go." I said shivering in fear.
"Is this how you say thank you to a person who saved your life?" He said raising an eyebrow.
"You-" I said when I remembered what happened a few hours ago.
"Don't think that I did it because I think of you as a friend, it's just that if something happened to you I would probably be found guilty or accused wrongly."
"But I never thought you did it because you liked me, and you should've let that happened to me, my life's fucked up anyways."
"Glad to hear it." Those words hurt my heart so much, it felt like a was being stabbed with a knife multiple of times.
"Thank you for doing what you did, I will surely pay you back but I should get going." I said standing up and picking up my bag.
"Stay, my parents are here anyways so if they see you right now here they'll kill both of us." He said, his eyes never leaving the screen of his phone.
I just got back to his bed and then I remembered, this is not my house so I should just stay in the sofa, not him. I quickly stood up and while I was making my way to tell him to go to his bed I saw his knees bleeding, how didn't he noticed it? It must be painful.
I saw a first aid kit on the floor which I think he used on me because my forehead and elbows had bandaids.
"Here." I said picking up the first aid kit placing it infront of me.
"What are you doing?" He said raising an eyebrow.
"Your knees are bleeding." I said as I took some peroxide water and poured it a little bit in his right knee.
He didn't say anything but just stared at me in shock.
"What? Are you surprised that the boy you bully is curing your knees?" I said and without noticing a laugh came out of my mouth and he was even more shocked.
"Since when did you start talking like that to me?" He said serious.
"I told you I'm not afraid anymore, even if you hurt me I won't shut my mouth, no again." I said and he took me by my arms making me look at him.
"I thought I couldn't hate you more but right now all I want to do is kill you and your family."
My family? Why does he always insult my family? I thought.
"I better just leave." I said now picking up my bag and walking to the door.
"Namjoon? Are you okay?" A voice said.
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Oh man holy shet, who dat?
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I don't remember the ff I was reading when I took this screenshot but, DAMN I laughed so hard, because I swear that would also be me. I just fucking love pink so much, not that kind of pink tho.
