am i dreaming?
a day passed,
and right before the class starts,
a miracle is happening.
here you are,
standing in front of me.
you're being too shy that you kept your eyes on the floor,
maybe that's why i find you cute.
people are looking at us,
chattering.
some are jealous,
some find it funny,
and some find it strange.
yet im happy.
you shyly give me a pink folded paper,
perhaps are you giving me a love letter?
but then my high hopes went down once i heard your voice.
"it's from my friend, please kindly read it." you only muttered,
but i intently listened in every word you spoke.
"from your friend?" I asked,
and you nodded.
liar.
"im begging you, please date her after school." you said, "she's a good person."
"a good person?" i asked,
and you nodded.
liar.
you bowed your head in dignity,
before walking away from me, again.
i tighten my fists as i crumple this piece of paper.
i want to walk towards you,
to chase after you,
to talk to you,
but i don't have courage,
just why are you letting them treat you like this?
YOU ARE READING
Weary [PJM]
FanfictionSometimes he would like to scream ❝SCREW THE WORLD!❞ for her. ( or Park Jimin is a nosy schoolmate that couldn't keep his nose out of a sad girl's business. ) 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐯 © 95SLUSH 2016