I feel my heart thumping inside my chest.
I don't think this will end good.
"Uh...okay." I say slowly as he motions me to follow him.
I hold his hand, but he drops it.
"Namjoon, something wrong?"
He doesn't answer.
He takes me all the way to my flower shop.
He heaves a huge sigh and brings a dead flower out of his pocket.
"See this flower?"
I nod.
"This is me. I was with other flowers. I bloomed. But you plucked me, look what I am now."
I look at the flower closely.
"Namjoon, is that a flower from the bouquet I gave you?"
He drops the flower and gives me a weak smile.
"I'm sorry, Y/N."
"I'm think we shouldn't be together anymore."
I stare at him, my mouth slightly opened.
Minutes pass by and I begin to look around, lost for words.
"Are you going to say something?" He asks.
I stare at him, hiding my tears in my eyes.
"What DO I have to say? Huh? You just stay with me for a long time and all you do is LEAVE? YOU'RE the one who ruined ME!"
I take a step back.
"Y/N, I'm sorry..."
I push him away.
"No, I'M sorry. I should've known. Jimin will be PLEASED to know!"
I stomp away, not listening to whatever Namjoon was saying. I pick up my pace and run, not thinking about anything.
I did win in the basketball game. But not against Jimin.
What did I do?
I reach home, thinking of both my job and Namjoon.
"Dear, I need to talk to you." Jin says angrily as he blocks me from climbing the stairs to my room.
He shoves a card in my face.
"Open it"
I slowly open the card and see my grades.
Science - B+
Mathematics - A
English - B
Social Science - B-
Art - A
Sports - A
Behaviour in class -
Y/N was a wonderful student, but she's been going down lately. Picking on other students and cheating during tests. She has to change, or the road ahead will be bumpy.
Overall grade - B
What?
WHAT?
I'm a straight A+ student...
How did this...
"How?" I repeat my thoughts as I scan the report card over and over again, unable to believe what I'm seeing.
"THIS is from a straight A student." Jin says, his eyes flaming.
"How are you going to feed the family? HM? BECOME A WAITRESS?"
Oh shit.
"Speaking of waitress..." I begin with terror in my voice.
"I lost my job."
Seokjin gasps. He grabs the report card and throws it. I watch it flutter down and touch the floor lightly.
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best frenemies | p.jm✔
Fanfiction" take care. but remember, we are still not friends. " ••• 》 in which a girl has to face her worst nightmare of an enemy and turn him into a dream come true. ▪▪▪ a fanfiction, based on park jimin (Jimin) of BTS. " just let me love you. " - serendi...
