as i get home, i hop in the bath immediately. as i wash over my small, delicate form, i notice that my knees have scars.
the scars that you made, physically.
but it's okay. if they're from you, i won't mind.
just like how i won't mind wasting my energy on our hope.
but half of me is feeling tired already.
however, i won't give up!
even if there are girls much more prettier than me and much more social, i won't give up because it's you! fitting in the beauty standards that society has set for me will be tough. can you look past that and straight into my heart?
it's you, jeon jungkook. it always will be.
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