Y/N point of view..
Ahh... Kim Taehyung. Always yapping and chattering. He has no filter! He never thinks about what he says and often hurts other's feelings. Tsk. So immature and irresponsible. Here I am. Crying in the bathroom because of his 'light hearted' criticism. Is it light hearted when someone says, "Your voice is so scratchy like your stretch marks!" Then laughs!! Not only did he insult my singing, but... also my looks. For someone who looks so friendly and welcoming he sure can break someone's heart. My heart feels heavy and the lump in my throat grows bigger as I repress my sobs in. The tears in my eyes blurring out my vision and drowning my cheeks. I feel so sad for myself. I'm not talented or good looking. Why am I even attending Seoul University of Performing Arts? I'm not needed or useful here. Just a waste of space, just like Taehyung said just a couple minutes ago.
This is what basically happened. It was time to show our vocal abilities to the entire class. And once it was my turn, I stood up and paced my way in front of the room and started singing. I haven't even reached the chorus and I hear the brunet with a red bandana tied on his head say, "You don't need to sing anymore. Your voice is so scratchy like your stretch marks!"
I felt hurt and humiliated. I ran outside the classroom and ran as fast as I could to the bathroom. I took a look at myself in the mirror and took in my reflection. I'm too tubby. My thighs bulging out of my thigh high socks.. My arms stretching the sleeves of my uniform.. my cheeks hanging low.
It embarrassed me. It questions me on how it manages to go out of the house without feeling ashamed.
I dry up my tears and exit the bathroom. I make my way out of the school, not bothering to collect my belongings. I don't deserve to be in a school full of models and beautiful people.
I make my way out of the entrance of the school. However, a hand pulled me back before I could leave campus. I turned and saw Taehyung. Him and his perfect features.
"Why did you leave?" He asked, so densely.
In defence I retorted, "Because I was being harassed. By you. Let me go."
Taehyung just sighed in exasperation, stating "You should have more confidence. So what if you have stretch marks? It's a part of you, it's what separates you from the others." He said this so stupidly, my blood boiled.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut! Up! You! Are so inconceivable! You have no idea how it feels to be me! To be fat or.. or chubby and overweight! Leave me alone!!" I harshly accused and criticized.
Taehyung just looked at me with a frown. "I was trying to make a point."
"Well it didn't hit the target." I pulled my hand away and walked down the miserable and busy sidewalks of Seoul, leaving behind the speechless boy.
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A/N
Sorry for making Taehyung seem so mean 😢 but he's actually my bias. I just felt like writing something angsty and something of disquietude.
