Euphoria ✔

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When im with you im in utopia
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Utopia
An imagined place or state of things in which everything is perfect
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I closed my eyes wincing at the pain as I pulled the wrap from my injured arm. The rough fabric sticking to my skin and stitches. I laid back on my new bed with a sigh. It was nice.

I finally wasn't afraid to be awake. My father was gone. In jail. And he wouldn't be released for a long time. In that time I could live a somewhat normal life.

Of course I would still have my mood swings. This were something I definitely couldn't control. Since it had been so long since taking anything, medicine didn't work. My condition had worsened to the point that antibiotics had no effect on my mood swings. But for now i was happy.

Except for the pounding voice at the back of my mind reminding me any chance it found that tomorrow I would begin school in Seoul.

And I would know nobody and wouldn't have even fake friends. Those of which I surprisingly felt the strong need to have right now. How would people handle me. I would just be a burden to everyone willing to converse with me. Because I knew that anyone caught talking or even looking at me could be bullied in a way that I had experienced often times before. Out of pure hatred.
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I sighed before grabbing my bag and opening door handle. My grandmother suddenly pulled at my sleeve lightly causing me to turn towards her.

"Be yourself. Try not to get into too many fights. And remember that I love you." she gave me a kiss on the cheek and nodded for me to leave.

I hesitantly stepped out of the car and a cool gust of the winter air hit me. I stuck my hands in the pockets of my black hoodie and headed for the entrance of the school.

The building looked so different than the one in busan. It was lighter. A better seeming atmosphere. Well, for now.

I unfolded the paper I had shoved in my pocket earlier this morning to find my schedule and a locker combination.

The school was large. I wasn't sure how I could even find my locker to begin with. But I had to at least try. So I began walking. Using the paper as a guide I roughly navigated through the somewhat crowded halls but in the end I couldn't find my locker.

I mentally whined and cried to the gods to just let me find my locker. And in a different way than I had hoped for my prayers were answered.

"You look lost. Are you..new?" I quickly spun around to see a boy about my height wearing a dark blue sweatshirt and light washed ripped jeans followed by some sneakers.

"Yeah. My name is Jeon Jungkook. Im from busan." he nodded and bowed slightly of which I repeated.

"Need help with your locker?" he pointed to my combination and gestured for me to follow as I nodded in agreement. We walked silently for a moment until the conversation had revived itself.

"Im Kim Seokjin by the way. A junior." "Me too!" I said excitedly and he gasped before blurting out a 'cool.'

We made it to my locker and he taught me how to unlock it before leaving me to practice and put my stuff away as our first classes were different.

"Hey wait. I was gonna ask if you wanted to eat with me and my friends at lunch?" my eyes lit up at the thought of not eating alone on my first day.