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Mirror, mirror

Don't you see?

What you show 

is ruining me

is ruining me

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Taehyung walks exactly three steps before the first text ticks in.


Hoseokie hyung (11:40am):

Meet in the cafeteria?

Yoongi hyung is here too


Taehyung (11:42 am):

Can't

I have to practice for
the upcoming physics test

I'll be at the library


Hoseokie hyung (11:43 am):

Since when did you
start to ditch me for school?

My heart is oh my god


Taehyung (11:44 am):

Wish I could join you guys. Lie.

But my dad got really mad
at my last grade. True.

I have to try practice hard this time. Lie.


Hoseok doesn't answer for a bit. Taehyung continues to his locker, keeping his glance glued to the blue screen. His stomach grumbles, begging for a substance to work with, but he merely ignores it. And it makes him feel strong. It makes him feel in control.

It makes him feel successful, the emptiness of his stomach and the high that comes with starving, and it's so fucking twisted, and he knows it.

He just can't help it.


Hoseokie hyung (11:49 am):

Okay. I see. Good luck then

But Tae. . .

If it ever gets too bad,
you can always talk to me

You know that, right?

It doesn't even have to be bad

Heck,
come talk to me about blowjobs
and all that good shit too


Taehyung snorts, feeling momentarily better. And for a short, short moment he considers turning around and joining his friends for lunch -- but then he catches a glimpse of himself in the window he walks past and visibly cringes. He's so fat. So disgustingly fat. He shouldn't eat.

No, he doesn't deserve to eat.

Leaving his friend on read, he mutes his phone and slides it back into the pocket of his worn, baggy coat, moving towards the library with his head down.

He doesn't notice the guy before a pair of yellow Timberlands suddenly enters his vision, and by then it's too late. They bump into each other, the force of it sending both of them tumbling to the floor.

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Did you see my update? Did you see my update?

It's hella double but it's hella short.

What you think 'bout that? What you think 'bout that?

Don't-know-how-to-make-this-rhyme---AIRPORT.

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