Sorrowful Solitude ~ Yoomin

Three

It's break time. I'm sitting alone, as usual. In the library, as usual. Watching the world go by, as usual. Well, it seems like a new kid had absolutely no effect in getting me friends. I see Jimin, just outside the library, in the courtyard. Chatting. And making friends. They all seem to be having fun. Hold up those are the popular kids. Ooooookkkkaaayyyy there is no way I'm going out then. I would only make the atmosphere awkward as I usually do. He's laughing. Damn, he looks like an angel. I can't hear them, but I can bet that his laugh sounds like an angel's too. Not that i've heard an angel laugh. I've only heard mortals laugh. But you get what I mean. Why aren't I more like him?