Jesus, Jungkook, you're not a human.
You are worse than a devil himself!
I hate you with all my might!
Why did you have to do it!?
Did you feel good, watching me laying in a pond of blood on a cold ground?
You laughed with that despicable laugh and I...
I cried and tried to defend myself from blows to my face.
When I got back home, I started to hurt myself again.
Your friends hurt me, but it wasn't enough for me, I decided to hurt myself even more.
It's quite banal, isn't it?
But what am I supposed to do?!
Just like you said, 'I'm not a friend with money'.
That's why I can't afford psychologist.
When a deep cut slits through my skin, it feels like everything, that collected inside of me throughout the day, well... disappears.
I don't know how to describe that.
Everything hurt then, Jungkook.
You...
You are an unspeakable creature, Jungkook.
You really are not a human.
No one would make me say, that you are a human being.
No one.
Not everyone is capable of creating physical and mental pain at one second, at the same, worthless second...
But you do.
God, Jungkook, I wish that I could cut your face instead of my wrist!
Maybe then you'd realize, how it hurts...
Why are you doing this?
I'll probably never know it, right?
I am stupid, stupid for hoping that something in my life will change and it will become... better.
I ran out of the tears, Jungkook, do you realize?
No, you don't.
You are jerk and do not understand anything.
Jungkook, you don't have a slightest idea, how much I hate you!
I hate you more than my father!
And how could you, after everything, that happened, after your friends had beaten me up, after you watched me in that miserable situation and laughed, how could you just... Come up to me, and ask "Are you okay, Jimin?"
You're dumb!
You're the dumbest person that has ever stepped on Earth!
And I...
I squeezed my lips and shook my head. But then I whispered "I'm fine, Jungkook"
Stupid, Jungkook.
Stop acting like this.
Don't talk to me.
Because I'm fine.
