September 23, 2017
seungmin was not convinced about me, he'd ambush me and try to converse with me yet i gave off a silent treatment.
he was the first friend that i have shared almost everything in my life, he was my closest one. and now i'm here standing alone in the hallways trying to avoid him.
"what did i do to deserve this?" i heard him mumbled while i pass down a hallway, apparently he was right there standing facing the lockers, and me being too diligent on avoiding him he did not see me.
i quickly went to the restroom and went inside an empty cubicle, i sat down and let my frustrations out by taking a handful of my hair and pulling it.
a few tears might of got out from my eyes, "this is so hard." i sobbed, not realizing how many countless tears have escaped my brown orbs.
i hid my face on both of my palms, i began to cough again, not like the normal cough you get when you're cold.
a song then blasted from outside the cubicle, then stopped after a few seconds. i might of been a call, it made me take my face of my hands.
"no no no."
rose petals were on my hands, when my mouth fell open another batch of petals came falling.
i cried more and sobbed harder, it was still lunch and i can't go home now.
"let's cut class and shop." a girl from outside said, "yeah my clothes are getting old." another replied, wow how could they trade classes for shopping?
"school is such a pain in the bangs, wait i don't have bangs."
i didn't know i could still joke when i'm actually dying from these tears and petals running out from my mouth.
"i could just say i'm having a severe illness to excuse myself." i thought, but it's kind of hard to actually decide.
the best subjects to learn were on the afternoon, "i can't take this anymore, i wanna go home." i opened the door of the cubicle and left, leaving all the petals unattended.
