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Sadness

Jimin's POV
I'm not sure if Y/n has been watching me and noticed how little I've been eating or if it's just a coincidence but I'm still grateful. It feels like everyone around me wants me to look a certain way but I can't fit their standards and it's starting to get to me. I hope Y/n gave me their food because they like how I used to look and not because they think I'm too skinny now.

Y/n POV
It's been a week since I gave Jimin my lunch and I've seen the sadness in his face everyday when he finds out I didn't leave him anything. I've noticed how thin he's starting to look and how he never packs any lunch even when he's overworking himself. So I decided to give him my rice, it wasn't much but I didn't have enough time to make anything special for him.
"I know rice isn't that special but I hope it's enough, please eat well
Y/m/n"
I saw Jimin walk into the class with the lunch box and a big smile on his face. I forgot how much I missed his smile. The teacher called us into class because she had something important to tell us. "Someone in this class got accepted into a company and will become a trainee" the teacher said and the whole class started cheering while looking around the class. "Jimin please stand up" and the cheering got louder but I couldn't believe it. He was going to leave without even knowing that I'm Y/m/n and I would lose the only person here that didn't hate me.
Jimin and the teacher left the room for a bit but when the teacher came back into class they were alone. I was worried so I asked to go to the toilet to make sure he was okay, I knew he probably wouldn't want me to be the one looking for him but I was worried. As I was looking around for him I noticed my lunchbox sitting on a bench with a note on it so I picked it up and read it. "Hello Y/m/n,
I'm leaving soon to become an idol but I hope you support me when I debut. Here's my number so we can keep in touch and hopefully you can tell me the recipe for the lunches you always make.
-Park Jimin"
I quickly put his number in my phone just incase someone came to see why I was taking so long and then put my lunch box and the letter in my locker. I saw Jimin walk past and notice the stuff wasn't there anymore. I saw him look at me for a little bit before shaking his head and walking back to class.

Jimin POV
I walked past where I left Y/m/n's lunchbox but it wasn't there anymore. I started looking  around as I saw Y/n, she was looking back at me, I was going to ask her if she had seen who took the lunchbox but I didn't want to make her uncomfortable. I guess my last chance to figure out who Y/m/n is just vanished.

A week later
Y/n POV
I fill with sadness as I see Jimin leave the class room for the last time knowing it's going to be the last time I'll see him.

At least that's what I thought..........