You pushed me away when I hugged you. I told you I missed you, but you said that you didn't miss me back, not even once. I hugged you again. I felt my cheek sting as my head turned to the side. The bruises on my cheeks stinged as well.
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Short Story"Why am I always second choice?" The story is from J-hope's POV!
