elementary | yoonmin

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present

11th ;

Wherever Jimin is, he feels like he's forgetting about something, someone. He tries to remember, but nothing popped out in his mind. Is he losing memories? Jimin doesn't care anymore but, it's still bothering him, stuck in his mind. 

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Arghhh..

I hear my alarm beeping. Another day for fucking school, yay. I turned off the alarm off and went back to sleep, until my mother of course.

"YOONGI! You better wake your ass up or I'll do it for myself! You're a big boy now, I don't have to tell you to wake up every single day you know?!" Ugh, just, please. Why are Saturdays and Sundays so god damn short?

I got up and looked at my wrists and my legs. Full of cuts. I rubbed my neck while thinking how to hide it. Oh, foundation.

"Yoongi, you better it up there, or I'm coming up there in 5 minutes!" This is what I have to deal with every day. Yes, I could just get up early but, nah, school sucks and sleep is good.

I grabbed my phone from the drawer, going into my messages. Jimin. God, I miss him. Are we even together now? I mean, none of us confronted to break up. Is he forgetting about me? Did he switch to a new number? So many questions stuck in my head that I can't get it to be answered. I snapped into reality and got ready. I wore a black hoodie, black Adidas pants, black hat, black everything. 

I quickly grabbed my toothpaste and squirted it on my toothbrush, spitting all the water out. I found my brush and brushed my hair until shining. There, I feel pretty confident today.

"Yoongi I'm telling you." My mother said in a serious tone.

"if you don't get here rig-"

"Jesus, I'm coming okay?" I came running downstairs and smell nothing. No breakfast I guess.

"Bye Yoongi, have a great school day even if you don't!" My mother knows me so well. FUCK DAMMIT THE FOUNDATION. I ran up back upstairs, going into my parents' room.

"Yoongi honey, what are you doing in my room?"

"I need to borrow foundation mom!"

"Okay."

I opened every makeup bag, no foundation. Then finally, I realized it was on the wooden floor. I opened it and covered it on my cuts. Time for school now. I ran downstairs, again, and opened the door widely.

"Wait, Yoongi,"

"What mom?"

"A friend of mine is going to eat with us with her family. So, be on your best behavior."

"Okay, whatever. Like I care." I scoffed and left.