Love Yourself

Her: 3

"Hey, you alright?"

A voice sounded in front of me.  Looked up and saw a boy. He wasn't too tall, but what really caught my attention was his blue hair. He sat in the swing next to me and swung a bit before asking again.

"Why're you crying? And that too, alone?"

I looked at him shocked.

"I mean- I guess- how would I not be alone if I'm crying over friends?"

This time it was his turn to be shocked.

"Shouldn't you have at least one friend that'd back you up?"

"Nope. They'd tell me to suck it up and deal with it because the world's a rough place. They'd also say that it's the harsh reality and I can't do anything about it."

The boy shook his head before offering his hand. Kinda like Jimin. That made me smile a bit.

"Yoongi. My name's Min Yoongi."

I shook his hand.

"Y/n. Y/f/n."

He nodded before swinging again.

"Do you hate them?"

"Who?"

"Your friends."

I thought for a minute. It wasn't their fault now was it. I was just too sensitive and cared too much about what other thought.

"No. I don't hate them. I just wish they'd notice me more."

"Well, I live around here. You?"

"I live around there corner."

"Great! You can talk to me if anything like this happens again!"

He yawned before turning red.

"Sorry. I don't usually stay up this late."

I laughed.

"It's fine. Let's exchange numbers before leaving."

We then exchanged numbers and I watched him head home. He seemed nice. Really nice. Then it hit me. I forgot to get Tae's number! Or even his friends' numbers! I sighed. I got up off the swing and dragged myself home. When I opened the door, I saw both my parents waiting for me.

"Y/n. Couldn't you have warned us that you would be out this late?"

"Sorry dad. Didn't expect it. I won't do it again."

"So where were you?"

"I already told you mom!"

"Don't raise your voice young lady!"

"Sorry. I was at Min Jae's."

"No you weren't. I talked to her mom. Where were you?"

I gulped. Now no matter what I say I'm gonna be yelled at.

"I made new friends and we hung out."

Now she knew I was out, but she doesn't know about the arcade and everything.

"What were you doing? Talking? Studying? Or did you go fool around like the rest of the girls in your class?"

"No mom! We had a small study group. Just four of us."

"So who are these girls?"

Now that my dad reentered the conversation I was dead. He didn't like me hanging out with guys.

"Just a some girls. It was for studying so I didn't really ask for names."

He nodded silently.

"Well then, you must've finished your homework so go and sleep."