My Maeri (BTS Taehyung ff.)

Chapter 1

The class bell rang indicating it was breaktime. I got out of the door to head for my locker.

"Move out of the way, emo."
A boy pushed past me.

I just shrugged it off as always and headed to my locker.

My locker would always be sabotaged with threats like kill yourself, get out of our school and even no one likes you.

I told teachers many times but they would just blame me for framing it on someone.

It's ironic that people want you to be yourself but when you be yourself, they judge you.

I open the locker and stuff my books in and make sure I properly lock it so that someone won't mess with my books because they depend on my life.

"Maeri noona."
A familiar voiced boy shouted from across the hallway.

It was my best friend, Jeon Jungkook. The only person in this whole school, to sympathize with me.

Like me, he's also bullied for being an emo.

A year ago, his threats were so bad that he attempted suicide.

The teacher's also framed him for stuff others would do just because he looks the part.

"How was class, kookie?"

We walked down the cafeteria with my headphones in both of our ears.

"It was.. bad." He dropped his head towards the ground.

"What happened this time?" I questioned him.

"Namjoon wrote 'Mr Park got no jams.' on the whiteboard whilst he was out and framed me for writing it." He explained.

"Mr Park seriously has no jams, like literally without checking the cameras, he blindly trusted Namjoon. That old guy is blind as fuck."

I replied to Jungkook's answer.

Jungkook giggled like a bunny. "True."

We both giggled at the ill stuff we were saying behind the back of Mr. Park.

The school bell rung for the end of school.

"See you tomorrow, kookie!"
I waved him goodbye.

"Bye, noona!"
He replied and headed for detention.

I walked out of the school carrying my rucksack and humming to the music in my headphones.

I didn't pay attention to what was in front of me and bumped into the chest of a tall, male figure.

He looked around my age.

"Sorry.."
I apologized.

The guy just walked off rudely and tutted.

I walked down the road to my house and thought of the guy who I bumped into.

What a bad boy!

I opened the door to my house and was welcomed by my parents sitting inside watching some television.

"Maeri, lunch is in the kitchen if you want some."
My mom told me.

"Sorry, mum. I'm not hungry." I answered.

"Eat something. You look like a skinny rat." My mom replied.

"Fine, mom."
I rolled my eyes and headed for the kitchen.

In front of me, was two pots of my favourite noodles.

I was extremely tempted to pick them up but I needed to have some lunch.

"Might as well have it later." I responded to myself.

I open the microwave to reveal Japchae.

I took the plate of Japchae to the dining table.
I put it down and began eating it.

Within a few minutes, I was fiddling around with the food and put it back in the microwave.

"When can I kill myself?"
I always thought on the top of my mind.

I stormed upstairs and put music on medium volume.

"Can you shut that bullcrap?"

My brother, Songbin shouted from his room.

"No.. I will never. It is the only few things that make me happy!"

I shouted back and increased the volume of the music.

I also locked the door so he won't barge into my room.

Songbin's voice was then muted.

"Maeri, can you please lower the sound of your music? We are trying to watch television here!"
My dad shouted from downstairs.

I lowered it back to medium volume and jammed along to the beats of the music.

I then headed to the bathroom, took off my makeup, brushed my teeth, washed my face and had a shower.

I then got out the scissors from my pencil case and secretly began cutting myself.

No one ever found out I cutted.

Through my cuts, all the pain from school was released and I put the scissors away.

I then felt tired and went to bed. My eyes closed in my comfy and fluffy blankets.