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9| what a cute toy you got there

Jungkook—

A particularly deep cut, on my stomach, began to throb, during lunch. "I'm going to the restroom," I informed my friends, quietly, before standing up, trying not to bolt, or wrap my arms around my middle area. I didn't want to make it look like I was in any pain, though it has proven to be quite difficult. I have no idea how my mother had done it for the past few years, and that only made me admire her more. It must've been a huge burden for her to keep taking hits that were meant for me, and that was the reason why I love her immensely more than I already did. My mother would do anything for me. Even take the blade by her own husband's hand.

Once, I was out in the hall, I let myself limp a little. I'd almost gotten found out, with Taehyung earlier. I should've never doubted his listening skills. He's been developing his hearing ever since he's gone blind, of course his ears are going to be sharper than regular people. It was stupid of me to underestimate him. He's a perceptive guy, despite his blindness.

I hissed when I put too much pressure on my right leg, which was battered with multiple purple bruises, that burned every time I put a lot of weight on it. I hobbled into the restroom, and shut the door behind me, locking it with a small pin. I didn't want anyone walking in and finding me like this. Slowly, I pulled my shirt over my head, and winced when I saw all of my injuries in the mirror. Snapping out of my incredulous daze, I quickly undid my bandages, grabbed some paper towels, and dampened them with water. I brought the towels up to my stomach, and gingerly dabbed at the oozing cut.

Gritting my teeth, to endure with the pain, I continued to clean the gash, before throwing the dirtied towels away. I rummaged around in my backpack for my small first aide kit, and unzipped it, taking out some ointment. Carefully, I massaged on some of the oil, and reapplied my bandages. I shoved my things back into my backpack, before painfully pulling my shirt over my head, again. Giving myself one last glance in the mirror, to make sure I looked normal, I went ahead and unlocked the restroom door with my pin.

As I walked out, I noticed something from the corner of my eye, that made me do a double take. It was like a weight was suddenly dropped onto my shoulders and chest. I watched, with heavy sadness, as my girlfriend let some other guy stick his tongue down her throat. I shook my head, not really surprised. It wasn't like Yong Sun was some kind of nun, when I first met her. She was labeled as the school's slut. The one everyone wanted to sleep with. I only asked her out, because she was popular; to keep my social status high. I mean...our relationship made good rumors, and she wasn't bad...in some situations.

At first, it was all for my social status, but as time moved on, my heart began to sing a different song. My brain told me that someone like Kim Yong Sun would never change, but my stupid blood pumping organ didn't listen. Now...here I am with the consequences. I didn't even know how to approach this kind of situation. I can't even find it in me to yell at her. Have I really sunk this deep, that I can't even get mad at my own girlfriend for cheating on me? And who's to say that this was the first guy she saw after I asked her out?

Sighing, I decided that the right thing to do was just break up with her. There was no point in keeping a relationship that clearly meant nothing. Though, my heart felt like lead, I knew that this wouldn't look good for me. There were probably rumors, before I even witnessed her cheating myself. Besides...I'm not even straight in the first place. This feeling I have for her was just fondness and nothing more.

"Poor, Jungkook," they must've said. "If only he knew." I didn't want to look like the loser who fell for the school's play toy. Nodding, slightly, to myself, I held my head high, and kept a straight face, as I walked up to the detachable pair. I reached forward, and grabbed Yong Sun's shoulder, yanking her backwards, so she stumbled a little on those ridiculous stilettos.