vision ;; seokjin

part eight.

October 4th.

I just heard a rumor about Namjoon
going around. They were talking
about his relationship problems. Why?
He broke up with his girlfriend. Some
say she cheating on him, others that
he played her for "company". I was
sick of their talk. I just sat there quite.
For once again. I just never have the
strength to do anything in public.
I really need to speak up one time and
say what I have to-

*bang*

"Hey! Missed me?" He sat down opposite
of me and smiled widely before
taking a bite of his food. "You are quite
today again, aren't you Tinker Bell?"
I snapped out of thoughts and and him,
in my own way...
"You again! How dare you sit here without
my permission? And why you called
me Tinker Bell? I am clearly not a fairy."
He just laughed slightly and titled his
head to the left. "But still, you someone
who needs to be appreciated or else," He
paused his words, came closer to my face
and whispered in my ear ", you'll die."

*tuk tuk tuk*

He really said that up close to your face.
One moment he was the sweetest, now
this was just rude. Stunned still, you
didn't uttered a word nor did you stare
at him anymore. You just lowered your
head, holding your emotions in you again.
"Besides, you are small and cute too."
Lifting your eyes to look at him, he was
staring at you, your eyes, as if he was lost
in them but you got up and left the table
without saying anything. Again. But who
cares. No one would listen to you anyway.

You ran off as if someone was chasing you,
not knowing where to go. Soon, you
bumped onto someone but you passed
aside and kept running, still not talking.
You were afraid someone would hear your
tears. Your tears were hungry to be heard
but they haven't found the right person
to talk to though. You need somebody to
hear your voice, your inner voice. Because
your outer one is not available anymore.