Y/n had a tough life her father left her and her mother died, she gets bullied but was always told to stay strong. Her only friend is Kim Namjoon whos close to her. She meets 6 more boys and finds out that she's actually in love with them. They love...
I walk the long hall only able to hear my footsteps. I open the door and see the bright window with the light shaded curtains of the color of a mellowed up yellow to cover it up, but to still have the sunshine seep through. I moved the curtains away from the window to see the outside.
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In disbelief I see a house burning, my house. Screams of familiarity start to drive me to come closer to the window.
"Seokjin, go now get out!" I hear a woman's voice yell to me dragging my hand out. Now I see a woman and a man together...then I woke up, small tears forming on my face. Remembering what really happened. Those kids in junior high didn't know what they were actually saying, "Your mom and dad died in that fire." For the fact they never did. Mother went to a hospital for the sick and still is there for schizophrenia, Father a drunk who was drunk enough put the house on fire to rid the two of us away. Not a lot knew the story of my parents. I would have to often visit the two of them once a year. Just looking at them fills me with regret.
"No, Seokjin! Don't go out you'll get taken!" Mother says with a whimper she has already gone mad thinking voices want to take her. Sometimes she would never come near me thinking I'm not who I say I am. Then visiting him, him that disgusting man. "Do you know how many times you've disappointed me?" Every time i visit it just gets worse and worse. He starts off with a normal conversation but then ends up yelling causing me to be looked at by the rest.
I sit on my bed, feeling lousy as the same but I couldn't handle the overwhelming feeling the drifted towards me. As soon I noticed I had tears running down my cheek. Then another on my other side until it turned into a puddle of grief. I couldn't stop no matter how much i wanted it to, getting harder to breathe, harder to move, harder to even speak. I was in a state of crying so hard I couldn't stop. Then suddenly I stopped I couldn't feel the overwhelming sadness anymore, same feeling as always when this happened I couldn't feel like pain I couldn't feel anything. I was hurting so much, that I forgot how to feel. I got up slowly and dressed being so careless about the way my hair was styled i walked out with my books and bag.
Walking to school was enough hard work for me now. I'm always usually the first one to be there, but this time I'm not I see Taehyung laying down on a bench.
"Hm? Taehyung?" He looks up at me and smiles, "Hi hi Hyung," I smiled and chatted with him for a while, then Hoseok came, then Namjoon, with Y/n, Yoongi, Jungkook and eventually Jimin.
School was boring enough I learned ate and slept there. Fun. I arrived home, going straight to my bed. Sighing I laughed, realy really boring aren't i? I walked to my mirror. i hate viewing this, this pathetic soul. i touch the mirror feeling it would break. imagining it do so i take a deep breath. go away. i loathe myself. no way to love myself.
