We sat on the bench, staring at the pale blue skies, the fluffy clouds.
"So what brings gou here? Shouldn't you be at the cafeteria eating?" He just shrugged.
"I dont know where to go. The food in the cafeteria is not to my liking so i walked around. Then i happened to see you here, sitting alone, so i joined you." He smiled at me.
INCOMING CALL
HYE JIN :)
ACCEPT | DECLINE
"hi Hye Jin! Its been a long time!" Jimin averted his attention to me, listening, the moment i mentioned Hye Jin.
He still misses her.
"WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME YOU WERE LEAVING, THATS NOT EVEN NICE DUDE, WE ARE BEST FRIENDS."
Jimin tapped on my shoulder and gestured me to pass he phone to him so that he could talk to Hye Jin.
"Uhh.. Annyeong Hye Jin-ah. How is it in Daegu?" He stuttered. He bit his lip.
"Ohh? Jiminie? Its okay here, what about you?"
"Its not okay Hye Jin, im not okay, i miss you, come back, please." He whispered, i could see tears forming in his eyes.
"Bwoh? I can't hear you. The signal here is not that good, so can you speak a little louder?"
I could not do anything. Jimin looks like he is going to burst into tears anytime soon. All i can do now is to stop this conversation. I took my phone back from Jimin.
"Yah Hye Jin, My battery is dying, talk to you later!"
CALL ENDED.
Right after that, Jimin started to cry. He really misses her. I turned to face him, and hugged him. I should not be doing this, but i guess he needs it at the moment. Surprisingly, he just hugged back. He just needs it. He cried even louder but we were the only ones there so i told him to cry as much as he wanted, to let it all out. That lasted for like 3 minutes and it could have been longer but the bell rang.
His eyes were red and puffy.
"L-l-lets go to class" he smiled weakly.
We went to our lockers, and Jimin opened his, only to see lots of pink coloured letters in his locker. He sighed.
"Whats that?"
He sighed once more.
"Someone keeps on sending me love letters. I just dont know who it is."
Secret admirer. fans everywhere in the school. That's fun.
In class, he was spacing out. He was looking out the window. He was mumbling things.
his heads were resting on the table, so i think he is sleeping.
His head shot up the moment i called him. I could see tear stains on his cheeks.
I asked if he was okay and he said he was, but his face clearly tells me that he is not.
The teacher, Mdm Kwon, was teaching us Math.
"Bora, please answer this math question for me."
"x = 8"
"its incorrect, the answer is x=3"
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L O S T || p.jm
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