He walked out of the school, others around him eyeing him strangely. All of those eyes said something each.
Ugly.
Freak.
Retard.
Fat ass.
Slut.
Attention seeker.
Fag.
Creep.
He walked with trembling legs at a slugs pace, beatings from the past nights causing his muscles to throb with an extreme ache as he made his way to to the hell he called home.
He arrived only to be met with a bash to the head from a flying beer bottle, glass shattering at the impact against his head. He cried out in pain, just to receive a punch to his torso and a kick to his shin.
Not good enough.
Bitch.
Useless.
Whore.
Pig.
Ungrateful.
Pathetic.
This was a usual occurrence for him.
Wake up, hide bruises and make breakfast.
Go to school, be humiliated and pushed around.
Go home, get beaten until he couldn't stand.
Make dinner, sneak some food and go to bed.Repeat.
He hated it, but he couldn't do anything. He was just a weakling anyway.
His name?
That doesn't really matter, you wouldn't remember it anyway.But if you insist, it's Park Jimin.
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This is gonna be hella bad lol
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Hayran Kurgu"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING!?" "It's a he, not a thing." ----- A weak boy meets a vicious beast. ----- Triggers: -Violence -Abuse -Boy x Boy -Foul language -Bullying -Homophobia -Panic attacks -Mentions of Depression