Today at Dance school Jimin was invited to his bestfriends birthday party. He was told that there was going to be a lot of food involved. Obviously this made hime tense up more. The thought of having to shove a ton of fast food down his throat just to make him look normal made him want barf.
His head was full of all of these comments, words, backlash, from people from the past and people from the present.
He also stared at slimmer looking men and girls down wondering how would they be so skinny so naturally. Though Jimin has to admit he has reached his biggest achievement which was losing 10 kg of extra weight, muscle, and water weight, but nothing was enough in his mind.
His thighs still had a no so prominent thigh gap. His calfs were still packing up on the muscle. His collarbones are barely showing. His shoes don't look right on him, almost like their a little bit too small.
He just wanted to be content with his body like he once was. Its just that. He knows his habits are slowly killing him and his big dreams ahead of him.
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