𝓘'𝓶 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓮, 𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓴𝓸𝓸𝓴 ✔

● 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚑 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎 ●

Week.

A week has already passed by, and I'm still sitting in my darkly dimmed room, thinking.

Jungkook, do you want to know what I'm thinking about?

Well...

I am thinking why.

Why did you save me?

Maybe because you didn't want my death to make you feel guilty?

Yes.

Truth.

That's truth...

I didn't show up in your brown, unreadable eyes for a week.

Are you wondering how I'm doing? Where am I?

I don't want to go to school, Jungkook.

I don't want anything, exept death.

Why did you kiss me?!

Now I can't get it out of my mind!

That moment, when, well... your plump lips touched mine, I was the happiest I've ever been.

It's just a kiss, right, Jungkook?

But for me, it's not just a kiss.

For me it's...

It's remedy.

Remedy from crying and overthinking.

I don't even understand myself anymore, Jungkook.

I am thinking.

If I'll show up in school, are you going to make fun of me again?

Something inside of me says, that you are, indeed, going to make fun of me.

I wish you wouldn't.

I wish everything would change.

I am praying. I should pray for you by this point.

Because you are the god of my empty galaxy.

Strange, right?

A guy, that is bullying me, hates me and... and has kissed me once, is a god of my galaxy.

Jungkook...

I believe.

I believe, that you can be different.

I can help you!

We could both fight the evil, that is surrounding us!

You...

You just have to want it really badly, Jungkook...

Just tell me, and I'll help you.

I will help you.