A mysterious transfer student who captures everyone's hearts and an identity that only he seems to know, Jungkook is a new student at Bangtan High who's popularity climbs to the near top the moment he walks in.
Jimin is part of a long time ulzzang...
I pulled my hand away and reached for the door handle again, staying silent.
"Are you really friends with them?" Jungkook asked, slamming his palm on the door and pushing it closed. "Can you really call yourself a friend when you're constantly pretending?!"
I turned around to face him.
"Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Taehyung," he recited out. "Every time you hang out with them, you're hiding behind your smile. Why are you trying to perfect yourself for the sake of other people? They aren't perfect. No one is."
Something about what he said seemed to set me off and my words came out without me even realizing.
"I KNOW THAT. I KNOW THAT THEY'RE NOT PERFECT LIKE EVERYBODY PERCEIVES THEM TO BE. NAMJOON BREAKS THINGS, SEOKJIN IS NARCISSISTIC, YOONGI NEVER DOES ANYTHING, HOSEOK YELLS TOO MUCH, AND TAEHYUNG IS WEIRD," I screamed, tears falling out again.
"But...I still envy them," I whispered. "I envy how they can be who they are and attract people. I envy how they have so many fans and are sociable. I envy everything about them. Even their flaws that are more like a characteristic."
Jungkook didn't say anything and he moved away as I shot him a look of resignation.
"I envy a lot of things," I said, pulling the door open and feeling a rush of cold air come in.
"Even you."
The door slammed behind me and I walked out into the hallway, not bothering to look back.
Why is he trying to correct me? Am I the one that's wrong?
Upon taking a few steps, I spot the same girl who was at the gym with me yesterday.
I instantly brighten my sour mood out of habit.
"Oh annyeong Mira," I said joyfully.
I cringed inside at how exaggerated I sounded.
"You remember my name!" she said ecstatically, clasping her hands together.
She began to walk at my pace next to me as I continued down towards the elevator. Her face leaned in towards mine and I had to resist the urge to back away.
Because if I backed away, it would make it seem like I was repulsed by her.
"You look red," she said, expressing her worry.
"I am?" I said, placing my hands on my cheeks.
I already knew why.
"You have to take care of yourself. Otherwise...you'll fall harder when something happens," she muttered, the corner of her lip pulling up for a sec.
"What?" I questioned, putting my hands down.
I couldn't really hear what she was saying.
"It's nothing," she smiled, exuding innocence.
I smiled back unsurely and after a few moments, I got on the elevator, waving goodbye to her as the doors slid closed.
Once enclosed in the space with only myself, I sighed, leaning against the elevator railings and biting my lip.
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I can't bring myself to endanger everything I've worked up for. My reputation, my fans, my friends. None of them are things I can compromise... yet deep down I know Jungkook's right.
