"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"
She yells at me.
"Mom....I'm sorry... I didn't mea-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! IF YOU'RE SO SORRY THEN LEAVE!" A sharp snap echoes around the room while a painful sting lingers on my cheek.
She hits me.
"Mom....I-"
"I'LL KILL YOU IF I SEE YOU CRY. DON'T EVEN MAKE A SOUND!"
She threatens me.
"I hate you... I never should have given birth to such a useless child..."
She hated me.
And i hated her.
______
As I walk to school everyday, I fake a smile.
"Jimin, what's with that bruise on your arm?" My eyes glow with fake joy. "I got this bruise from a baseball but I won."
The girl smiles and tries to grab onto my arm. However, I slightly nudge her away. "N-no thank you."
The girl raises an eyebrow. "Um-"
All of the girls like me. But I don't like them.
"Oh my gosh, look it's the boy from Daegu that transferred!" My eyes sparkle at the pale figure in front of me.
"Can you move?" He harshly says. "Y-yes." For the first time, I stuttered.
For the first time, I blushed.
"Is he that sick from the game?"
"It was raining yesterday too..."
"Oh poor him!"
These people don't know why I react this way.
It's not because I play baseball. Or that I am sick.
It's because I'm not that straight.
Author's note:
Hi hi it's ya girl uhhhh skinny pen- lol jk. I did half of this and i will do more chapters along with chickenoftheseaa
Pls follow me @skseoulnights
YOU ARE READING
Line: Yoonmin|||
FanfictionLines. It's either straight or not. It can be straight at first, but then become curved. Life is easier when it's straight, but it's not so easy once it curves.
