"Oh Dina.." Jiyoon mumbled as she gave me another tissue.
I wiped away the tears that kept streaming down my cheeks.
"You know, what's even worse is that he said he just wanted to use me! He literally admitted that he's a fuckboy!" I cried and wiped my nose with the tissue.
Jiyoon handed me the last tissue out of the box and stood up to grab another box from the floor. She ripped it open and got out a few more tissues. She look at me with empathy and sighed.
"I never expected Jungkook to pull something like this on you, I guess he's really just a selfish, rich brat." She mumbled and watched me sneeze into a tissue.
"I feel so bad Jiyoon, I feel like shit!" I whined and my shoulders started shaking as new tears kept rolling down my face.
"I lost Jimin too and now I only have you" I muttered.
Jiyoon bent over my bed and gave me a tight hug.
"Men really ain't shit, Dina. Both Jungkook and Jimin. They're both assholes. You'll always have me beside you, I'll be your bestfriend until the end!" She tried to cheer me up and pat my head playfully.
"I know that, but I'm not going to leave it by this. This is definitely not how it's going to end." I said calmly.
"Well, what do you want to do?"
"Revenge." I stated.
I felt chills going down my spine as Jiyoon frowned at me. I've never felt this type of anger. The type of anger that makes me this calm..
"He's going to regret he ever played with me." I added and threw all of the tissues on my bed into the trashcan.
"Sounds like an excellent idea, but what if he gets his dad to expell you?" Jiyoon pondered.
"Then I get expelled. I don't care, I'm going to make this school like hell for him." I explained and ran my hand through my hair.
My hair has grown so much. I looked over my shoulder and saw that it was almost touching my butt. I glanced at Jiyoon.
"Hey, what about getting hair cuts? Your hair grew very long too." I suggested with a smile.
It's like the crying, heartbroken Dina from a few minutes ago had disappeared. I feel like another person. I feel like I've stepped into another world with different emotions.
"You want to get haircuts together??" Jiyoon reiterated in a surprised tone.
She looked pretty confused at my sudden mood change. I mean, she's not the only one. I'm confused too, after all.
"Yeah, let's go! You don't have to but I want to cut it right now." I inquired and stood up.
I took off my red hoodie, because of the mascara on the sleeves and threw on a white sticky crop top. I took the remaining mascara off my eyelashes and pushed the backs of my hands on my eyelids. Cold..
Jiyoon stood up too and got her handbag off the coat hook next to her bed. We put our sneakers on together.
"Hey, if we see that asshole around you better pray to God that I don't deck him down then and there.." She said as she flipped her hair back.
She flashed me a genuine smile and threw her arm over my shoulders.
"Let's cut our hair then~" She sang cheerfully.
I'm glad I have her as my bestfriend. Jiyoon really is the realest friend I could've ever asked for.
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FanfictionA story about how the 'not very lady like' Dina Johnson meets the extremely rich and selfish Jeon Jungkook.