Regret | Jimin

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Kim Hye Ji

The last time Jimin and I had been to this spot was on my 10th birthday, 6 years ago. We both sat on the wall and talked for a while.

"Hye Ji, lets break up." I heard Jimin say.

I turned my head to him and asked why.

"I don't have feelings for you anymore."

"Is .. there someone else?" I asked in a shakey voice.

"Yes, and shes way prettier then you."

I just stared at him in disbelief. Not only was he breaking my heart but he was being rude to me too. Jimin wasn't looking back at me. He was looking at the ground.

I didn't say another word and left. I thought Jimin would grab my hand and pull me into his arms but no. That didn't happen.

As I cried my way home I thought of the first time Jimin and I started dating.

"So, Hye Ji .. I know I already gave you a birthday present but it wouldn't be too much if I gave you another one right?" Jimin asked, looking at the ground.

"Of course!" I replied happily.

"What is it?"

"Close your eyes." He told me.

"Okay."

"Don't open your eyes!"

"Why?" He didn't reply so I stood there with my eyes closed. Then I felt his hands on my cheeks and something warm on my lips. I quickly opened my eyes and saw Jimins lips on mine. It lasted about 5 seconds and then he ran away.

"J-Jimin!" I called. He ignored me and continued to run. I touched my burning face.

'Park Jimin just stole my first kiss!' I squealed.

That memory made me hurt a lot. I started to feel so insecure.

"Yes, and shes way prettier then you."

I kept replaying that in my head too. Eventually had to stop and sit down because I was choking on my tears. People were staring at me as they walked by but I didn't care.

After I calmed down a little I wiped my tears away and got up. I felt like someone was watching me so I turned but I didn't see anyone. I didn't really mind it and walked back home.

I had to make sure I didn't look like I had been crying or my mom would not stop bugging me about what was wrong and I didn't feel like talking. I just wanted to get home, take a shower, and go to bed.

When I entered my house I smelt cheese burgers. That usually makes me happy but I wasn't even in the mood to eat.

"Hey honey, I made your favorite!" I heard my mom say as I passed the kitchen.

"I'm not hungry mom." I said without even looking at her or stopping to look at her.

"Oh okay. I'll just leave it in the fridge for if you get hungry."

'Good she doesn't suspect anything.' I thought to myself.

When I made upstairs into my room I got out a long beige shirt that belonged to Jimin from my dresser. He had let me borrow it one time and I felt like wearing it. It still had his strong cologne scent on it. I began to cry again as I stared at the shirt, reminiscing about Jimin and I. After a few minutes I wiped my tears and told myself to be strong. Then I headed out to the bathroom. I hurried in because I didn't want my mom to see me upset. When I made it inside I started the water and looked at myself in the mirror.

'I'm so ugly. How could I have really thought Jimin liked me? He probably did when we were younger and then just started to pity me.' I thought to myself.

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