𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 | p.jm

fifteen

since school was stressing me out i had a friend of mine who would help me through my problems every now and then.

her name was Jennie.

She was friend from my old school and we still kept in contact by message and facetime.

At this point i hated Jimin - but i couldn't help love him. He was to die for - behind his meanness , he was kind and handsome .. and cute .

since Jennie knew about my crush on him she usually liked to tease me about him.

I did enjoy the teasing to be honest, i liked to imagine him and i "kissing in a tree" thing.

I mean, cmon. it's Jimin. Who wouldn't want to kiss him?

i told Jennie about Petunia an Jimin being together, and how i was confused when yoongi said she was single.

She and i came to the conclusion she was trying to hurt him. or even me.

"have a good day at school!" was the last text i got from her.

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as i was heading to my locker and opened it, a paper fell out.

again?

I picked it up quickly and opened it.

i want to be with you.

but i don't know how to tell you

i love you

I shoved it in my pocket, not caring because my mood was so down at this point.

the bell rang again and i wouldn't care if i was late. I just waited til everyone was in their classes so i wouldn't have to squeeze through the crowd.

eventually, the halls were empty enough so i began to head to class.

but i heard a familiar voice. Jimin's.

"nonono, i don't want that.."

"because i feel bad." Petunia's voice responded.

"i don't want to -" his sentence was cut off, i couldn't understand why.

suddenly i heard a short breath and then silence again.

I poked my head around the corner.

they were .. kissing.

Petunia's lips connected with Jimin's and they were against each other in harmony, Jimin was practically pushing her away but couldn't when Petunia has him forced against a wall.

He gasped for air when she pulled away, pressing her thumb against his lips.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" he yelled, pushing her away.

he ran and i hid behind the corner again. oh my god..

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I didn't bother going to class and i dashed to the nearest washroom.

throwing myself into a stall, I locked it and dig my eyes into my knees, sobbing.

I couldn't hold back anymore.

it was me who wanted to kiss him, me.

I ended up missing a whole lesson and spent it crying instead.