I Miss You

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Sophia's POV:

*Breaking the hug slowly*

Me: We have to go to our next class..

Jess: Let's go..

*Holding my hand*

*Looking at her direction*

*Walking together*

We used to hold each other's hands a lot and it's nothing new. But this time, I got some warm feelings. Feelings like someone is there for me too. Somehow it made me happy. I smiled. I am so thankful to Jess, she is always there for me whenever I need her. I don't show any emotions but I feel like she can see my emotions.

*English*

*Enters*

Jimin: Oh!

Hobi: My!

Yoongi: Gawd!

(I know the spelling of God but I want to write it like that 😂)

Jimin: You are here *shocked*

Hobi: In English class *shocked*

Yoongi: Feels like a dream *shocked*

Jess: You guys want to die!?

*Rolling my eyes*

*Walking to my seat*

*Recording*

Me: Guess what?

Jess: What?

Me: They will put this too. "Sophia, first time in English class." Such a shocking news *laughs*

Jess: Yes *laughs too*

Teacher: Everyone is here. Good.

Girl#1: Sir! Peter is not here.

Girl#2: Where is he? *sad face*

Girl#3: Last time, I saw him in the hallway.

Girl#4: This class is so boring without him *pouts*

Teacher: Quiet now. As usual and what about Soph-

Me: Here *raising my hand*

Teacher: Wow, okay *still shocked*

Me: *Rolling my eyes*

*After class*

*Bells*

*Lunch time*

Jess: Come on!

Me: I said no.

Jimin: Please *puppy eyes*

Me: No.

Hobi: I will buy you a chocolate!

*Silence for a minute:

Me: No.

Yoongi: *Sighs*

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Peter's POV:

Me: Time for music lessons.

*Walking to the music room*

*Setting up things*

Teacher: Peter?

*Turning around*

Me: Yeah?

Teacher: It's not your music class right now.

Me: Sir, please let me be here.

Teacher: You know, I can't.

Me: Please..?

Teacher: *Giving up*

*Sitting on chair*

*Starts playing the piano*

*Starts singing*

Me: 🎹🎤🎶

"Help me.

It's like the walls are giving in.

Sometimes I feel like giving up.

No medicine is strong enough.

Someone help me.

I'm crawling in my skin.

Sometimes I feel like giving up.

But I just can't.

It isn't in my blood.

It isn't in my blood."

*Wiping my tears*

Me: I miss you Dad *mumbles*

*Standing up*

*Grabbing my bag*

*Leaving the room*

Teacher: That.. was.. awesome..

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To be continued.

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