ɴᴏᴛᴇs | ᴋɪᴍ ɴᴀᴍᴊᴏᴏɴ ✍︎

16

this weekend at home was crap, nevertheless felt like heaven to me when i thought of school.

as i walk through the gates, i've already expected to receive judging stares.

not like if i care, i'm used to it.

my life just feels vandalized.

eventually, i reach the hallway, where my locker is.

no one is here right now.

i decide to open my locker up after all, curious of what the note says. i'm expecting it to be negative this time.

however-

"when i call you beautiful, you never listen. when they call you ugly and worthless, you listen."

the next note read,

"you're not a waste of space. you're what makes me joyful, unknowingly ."

the last one,

"you didn't come today, i'm fairly worried. i hope to see your gorgeous smile on monday.

p.s,

don't ever listen to them. listen to me instead. after all, my iq is 148."

so he didn't leave me a letter today?

he's tired of me. after all, he is basically taking on the role of a bodyguard. i don't have to be one to know it's tiring. or he's just someone who happened to stumble upon someone in need, now feeling as if it's his responsibility to carry my burden.

without removing the letters, i close my locker and jog out of the gates.

i really don't wanna show myself today.

i'm just a bit tired, is all.