𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 | p.jm

three

The bell rang meaning it was lunch.

Heading to the cafeteria, i had no where to sit. Many students exchanged a glance from me, giving their old disgusted looks.

I grabbed my food and was searching where so eat/sit and just decided to eat on the floor in the corner.

A few minutes later after i started eating, i felt a sudden tap on my shoulder.

I saw Jimin before my eyes.

Offering my hand, he smiled as he invited me to a table to sit next to him.

Taking the offer, i took his hand into mine and he glided me next to him at the table.

I could suddenly feel a blush creep along my cheeks.

I wanted to get closer to him for some reason ..

I wanted our shoulders touching,

our thighs hardly apart,

our hands intertwined.

but sadly, that's just my mind playing tricks on me. It would never happen.

I quickly snapped back to reality and shook me head, afterwards he asked me a question.

"so how do you like the school so far?" he smiled and took a bite of his sandwich.

"it's okay," i continued, "i mean, no one is really nice to me but you, Jimin."

He chuckled and tilted his head. "Well i don't have many friends, i need at least one right ?"

"why don't you have any?"

"...it's complicated."

I didn't know what to say before he toons deep breath, turning his body back to his lunch. "anyway," he blurted, suddenly.

I was hesitant to ask, but i did. "is it .. rumours?"

"well, I.."  he seemed uncomfortable.

"no, actually. it's okay, you don't have to tell me.

He shrugged and took another bite of his lunch.

"so," he said, "do you like anyone at this school?"

i didn't know what to say ...

"well, I..."