letters° pjm

💌; 9

dear jimin,

the same girl that bumped me

walked towards me today

"can i see ur drawing u oh so

refused to show earlier in class"

she put on a fake smile

i shook my head, it was clearly a no

but it seems as if she doesnt

take no as an answer

"why? do u hv smthg to hide?"

she looked into my locker

her hands quickly took the

sheet of paper as soon as

she set her eyes on it

why in the hallway?

where everyone can see me

where u can see me

embarrased and humiliated

i tried taking it back

but she shoved me back

she took a look at my locker again

i tried closing it

but she managed to take smthg out

"oh look at this, a picture of

you and ur dead mommy"

she let out a laugh

and my fists clenched

"what would u do if i tear it?"

she grinned and my eyes widened

i shook my head more and

she tore it apart "oops?"

"what's wrong fatty? gonna cry?"

she laughed again and

i held back my tears

"let's look at ur drawing now"

"give it back!!" i screamed

she looked at me

everyone was staring at me

it was the first time i spoke

"so u arent mute" she scoffed

"stop" u sighed and now

everyone was looking at u

walking towards me

"ure too much" u glared at her

and took the paper back

"whatever" she rolled her eyes

and walked away

u looked at me and gave

me back my paper

everyone was whispering

about why u would help me

"omg jimin is such a sweetheart"

"why her though? she's a fatty"

my tears were forming again

why am i such a crybaby?

"are u okay" u asked softly

as u hand my paper back

i took my paper back

before walking away

urs truly
the little peach.