Beautiful; Jung Hoseok × Reader

Day 1: Y

Dear Journal,

  Hello it's me y/n. Haven't been here in a while huh. Since when. Like 7 years...

  Anyway, I'm gonna ask a few questions of what I've been told.

1: why am I ugly?
2: am I really that fat?
3: does nobody actually care about me?
4: are my friends fake?
5: do my parents fight because of me?
6: am I dumb?
7: does anyone actually love me?
8: am I worthless?
9: do I really ruin everybody's day?
10: am I a spoiled brat, and get whatever I want because my 'daddy is rich'?

  Well that's that, and that was just today. There's plenty more where that came from. Why am I being treated like this. Maybe all they said is right. Hopefully in the end it'll turn out good. If not why am I even alive. I'm an ugly bastard that don't deserve anything.

As she was writing, tears were uncontrollably falling from her delicate and beautiful eyes. She must be blind to see that she doesn't deserve this.

She slams her journal and crawls under the duvet. By now she's sobbing like her life depends on it.

I deserve this, I shouldn't even be on this world. I shouldn't even be alive.

No you don't deserve this, you should be on this world. There's a reason you're alive.