"Psst. Hey, hi. My name's Park Jimin, but you can call me Jimin. Everyone does," the red haired boy whispered to Yoongi, who was sulking in the corner. He looked at the so called "Jimin" and sat there awkwardly.
"Uh...hi. I'm Yoon-"
"What happened to your face?" Jimin interrupted as he stared at him.
'Ah, there it is. The question. The curiosity. It makes me want to snap his neck in half,' Yoongi thought to himself as Jimin waited for an answer.
"My old house caught on fire and I was trapped inside. I got burned," Yoongi hissed, keeping his head down.
"Wow! So that means that you're like... A superhuman!" Jimin whisper-yelled excitedly.
Yoongi's eyes widened. He had never thought of it like that. He always thought of himself as messed up. But a superhuman? That sounded cool to him.
A painful smile spread across Yoongi's face, but immediately went back to a scowl. He never smiled, and it hurt to do so. It was much easier being angry and mad all the time.
"I-I guess," Yoongi responded with a shrug.
"I mean, you survived fire! That's freaking awesome!" Jimin squealed.
Yoongi had never met someone who thought his differences were a good thing. Everyone else was so... negative, about it. Everyone hated it. People were scared of him. But this boy beside him said otherwise, and Yoongi felt like an actual human being, for once. He hadn't felt that way in a long time.
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Fanfiction-"What were people hiding behind their masks? What did they want to keep hidden and untold?" | Second grader, Min Yoongi, is trying to survive society after being caught in a fire and badly burned. He faces pain and rejection until Park Jimin enters...
