Inspired Love// Hoseok Ff

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I forced myself to get up from my bed and change into some sweatpants and a crop top.  If i'm gonna feel like shit i might as well be comfortable.

I took my phone and opened Instagram.

I was scrolling down, watching all those beautiful models, barely smiling, makeup plastered on their faces and looking skiny as hell.

I was quiet pretty myself but people didn't hang out with me because of my clothes. They weren't really trendy and the style was mearly from the 80s.

But i had to do it. So i don't get my heart broken again. So i don't fall into pieces again.

I just wished i would have one friend.

One real friend.

Someone who would stay by my side.

Someone who would stood up for me.

I just, i wanted to be loved.

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A tear escaped my eyes as i thought back on the memories of my father.

He was my only friend and then he was gone.

I didn't understand why he had to leave me.

He was the light in my life and he left.

He left me in darknes.

That's why i cried. Knowing he was gone.

I haven't cried in a long time. I was a strong person when it came to my felings.

But i had my soft spot.

And that, was my dad.

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The salty taste of the liquid escaping my eye made me pull myself together.

I sat up in bed and grabed my laptop.

I'm not gonna cry over some memories from the past.

I'm not gonna let them get me.

I'm just gonna watch a comedy to ease myself. To relax. To let go of the tension building up inside me.

So i decided on Central Inteligence.

I've watched it a hundret times but it's still great, the end shocking me every time.

I loved action-comedy movies.

It sends a tril of adrenaline down your body whilst still making you laugh.

It makes me fell invincable.

Like i could concor the world on my own.

Since nobody was bound to help me.

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I feel much better. Just watching a happy movie a bubble of joy blows itself in me.

It's my go to escape.

If i can't really be happy i can at least make myself laugh.

It was geting really hot in my room so i opened my window, the cold breze hiting my face as i did so.

I sat on my bed, thoughtles, as my door opened.

I yanked my head towards the door frame where my mom was standing. Her tall figure standing in betwen the frame terafied me. And her angry look pirced into my soul.

"What are you doing? Shouldn't you be doing homework or something" were the words that spiled out of her mouth.

For some kids these words would just mean that they need to study. But for me it ment something else.

Slap.

The sound of her big hand on my face echoed trough my room.

My cheek burned as it turned bright red.

"Listen here you little bitch. I did not raise you to slack of on school and disgrace me. So next time i see you, you better do your homework or study other wise i won't go easy on you. Do you understand bitch?"

Tears were treathning to burst out but i managed to supres them and nod in understandment.

The door shut close as she stormed out and i just sat there motionles.

Nothing new.

I went to the bathroom and took a quick, but warm shower. I shivered as i steped out on the cold tilles, wraping a towel over my body.

I stood infront of the mirror looking at my reflection emotionles. How did i end up in this shithole.

I changed into some pajamas and headed straight to bed.

I shut of my brain as my eyes slowly closed.

This is my favourite part of the day. The moment i enter a dream land. The moment i go to my world. The moment that was ment for me. That was my moment.

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Just bare with me here. The story will get better. This is just some background and in what situation Mina lives in.