Dear Diary,
Have you ever felt like the whole world is caving in on you and there's nothing you can do to stop it? That's how I feel everyday. I constantly feel like i'm suffocating and I hate it. I don't want to feel this way anymore, I can't handl...
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Jungkook's POV
Reading through her diary made sadness wash through my body like a wave hitting the shore. To know that such a pure, innocent girl had gone through so much trauma broke my heart and I knew that I wanted to help her.
When I read about what happened between her mom and dad, I felt rage pour through my veins. How dare her dad just leave like that and break her? I felt pity on her mom but I was also proud of her for bouncing back and becoming the best mom she could be.
Why was this girl so secretive about her name too? I only found it because I looked through the school's records to get her number. Luckily for me, they attached pictures of each student to their file. I'd never heard anyone call her by her name, it was as if no one knew it.
She hardly mentioned me in it which I was a bit upset about. Was I not important enough for her to write about? Or was she just very selective about what she wrote.
Once I had gotten to the most recent entry which was written maybe 10 minutes before I got to her home, I looked at Cherry as she looked at her floor with a guilty expression.
I had no idea what to say to her and I think that it made her nervous. How could I help her when she had such destructive thoughts, tearing her apart every minute of every day?
"I'm so sorry this has happened to you Cherry I-" she cut me off by pressing a finger to my lips, ultimately making me stop talking.
"Don't say my name. I hate it." She said softly, slowly letting her finger fall off of my lip as her hand fall into my lap. She didn't realise how insane I was about her. I know we'd barely met but I just felt a force that was pulling me to her.
"It reminds me of my dad so when he left I told people not to call me it anymore because it hurt to much, even my teachers." She whispered for no apparent reason.
I nodded and stared deep into her beautiful eyes, getting lost in the intense blue and green that ran through her irises.
"I'll just have to keep calling you Jagi then." I teased before claiming her lips with my own, nibbling on her bottom lip every so often.
Her hands clutched the hem of my shirt to steady herself as she kissed back, letting my tongue enter her mouth and explore. She tasted so sweet to me and I couldn't bring myself to pull away. I didn't want to either.
"Let me take you on a date tomorrow" I said bravely
