Everything I Am (Jungkook X Yeri Fanfic)

Chapter 1: Bad Girl Down

Everything I am
Chapter 1
Bad Girl Down

Smoke.

It fills your lungs, takes a small bit of your life away with each inhale. It's a toxin, it ruins your soul, ruins the mood of people around you, ruins you even. So why do we do it? It could be the taste, or the high that we get when you're doing something you know you shouldn't be doing. But for me its different, its an easy solution to me. It takes away the pain. The pain of everyday life, the silence between awkward silences, the cold in your cheeks with a fish of wind. The pain of someone you used could have been. So I take a drag.

I keep my legs crossed as I sit at the ledge of my second floor bedroom window. I let the cool breeze drift over my face and tangle through my hair. There isn't much of a view from my bedroom window, much like there isn't much of a view in many of life's mundane tasks. Yet this is where I sit and slowly suck the life out of myself.

I tap the cigarette against the sill and bring it once again to my lips. The sound of the burn is always amusing to me as it sits and lights up against my pale fingers. "Don't you want to live longer?" A rough but boyish voice said. It took me a moment to register that the voice actually came from below. I casted my eyes down, my hair crossing my lips with my movement.

There he was, a boy probably my age, sixteen maybe seventeen. He had on a longer dark coat to cover himself and his black hair covered his forehead gently. He seemed familiar to me. I couldn't tell much about his face from where I was, but it didn't seem as bad. I tilted my head towards him. I licked my lips gently.

"Should you really be talking so informally to me? Or at all? Talking that is." I replied rather sharply. I flicked the end of the cigarette again in warning. He tilted his head away. He looked familiar.

"I'm just saying it's a bad habit." The boy replied. And I'm a bad Girl, I kept my arms crossed, my hand loosely holding the lit bud between my fingers. It gave warmth to my cold knuckles. I brushed my hair back behind my ear.

"Most of life is a bad habit." I continued. "Eating food that spoiled the day before, parking where you shouldn't, talking to strangers." I emphasized the last part. I usually like this time in silence. But now I felt ambiguity, it was nice hearing a voice that wasn't raised or stern, yet the silence again would have been nice. I took another long drag, he just brought his eyes up to match mine.

"Just cause you don't know who I am, doesn't mean I don't know who you are, Yerim." The boy said. I scoffed. Of course that's why his voice sounds familiar. I hear it every morning on the little announcements my school plays in the morning. And he heard of me multiple times then.

"That's why." I muttered. "Class President. Really? How do I get blessed with this occasion." I sarcastically sounded. Of course out of all people to get life lessons from it would be Jeon Jungkook.

"And resident Bad Girl, Kim Yerim." He replied coldly. "You know if this was school grounds, I would have reported you instantly?" He asked and I sneered in return. He almost laughed at my gesture.

"And if I had better judgement I would have called the authorities right now and peg you for trespassing on private property." I relayed my thoughts. I turned my head to the side as he shifted his back and forth disapprovingly.

"I'm just saying that you should just think about your health." He has that type of voice. The condescending one that can really drive you up the wall. He sounded like someone's parent. I began to put out my cigarette and placed it into the cup I have on the window ledge with the others.

"And I'll think about it the next time I'm taking up my bad habit or creating new ones." I replied with a gesturing smirk as I backed up from the window, I then slammed the window shut abruptly. The last I saw was his face scowling as I snapped the blinds on him.

And the Smoke lights itself.