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*BY JIN is amazing. Honestly. I'm in love.
*My birthday is on Saturdayyyyy(June 8th)
*i promise more updates when exams are over

*My birthday is on Saturdayyyyy(June 8th)*i promise more updates when exams are over

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The room fell silent as the words attempted to fall from his lips. But he failed, instead, he continued to look at you and admire the women you've become.

The long back lengthening brown hair was gone and replaced with a shoulder lengthening black bob and glasses. You looked absolutely beautiful with the new look. His lips trembled as he still continued to look at you.

You stared at him as his eyes continued to gawk.

The look in his eyes begins to annoy you. Sadness leaving your system as anger begins to flow within your veins. You push the chair out - ready to walk out from this room. The same way he walked out of your life.

Not wanting to even look back.

He easily stands and grips your wrist hurriedly, "No please,"

"Don't touch me, "You shriek, "You lost that privilege a long time ago!"

He gulps and sits back into his seat.

"I-I need to talk to you,"

You prance back forth in the room. Reality finally sinking in that he was actually here. In the same room as you.

"All I ever wanted to be was talk to you but you left, "You say, "You left - not me. You."

Your chest heaves as the words you never got say finally made their appeal.

"I waited for you to come back but you never did, "You sniff," I gave you everything - everything, and you took it all and left."

"I know you have questions, "He croaked, "B-But I'm leaving Y/N."

A dangerous laugh stumbles from your lips.

"You always leave, "You say, "What's so different about this time."

He mutters, "I'm leaving Korea."

"No that's unfair!"You cry, "Can you stop looking at the table and look at me?"

His dark eyes leave the table and quickly glances up to you. He couldn't look you in the eye. He just could see you here.

"I am in Rehab for goodness sake!"

"You broke me to the point where I had to seek mental attention - all of this is your fault." You rant, "For the past 2 years all I've been doing is blaming myself for your mistakes- it's not my fault"

You whisper the last part.

It was almost as if the whole situation has finally clicked. For the past two years, all you've been doing is blaming yourself. Telling yourself that it was your fault for not being able to satisfy him - finding excuses for every single wrong thing that his done. And blamed yourself.

You have had an obsession with your weight ever since he cheated on you with drop-dead gorgeous skinny women. At first, it meant nothing but after you forgave him. You'd realized his change of behavior. How his eyes would always trail to the skinny ladies and it made you sick to the stomach.

Weeks would pass and the more weight you lost - the more attracted he was to you.

It made you so obsessed with how you would look that everything else didn't even matter.

Your school marks dropped but all of that lost value because all you wanted was to be good for him.

"You cheated on me - I did not cheat on you," You cry.

"Baby I apologized for that."

"But it still hurts..."You whimper," As a woman - we were always raised to be perfect for a man. I was nineteen when I met you. Nineteen. I lost my friends because you thought I was too good for them. I lost weight because your type was skinny. I stopped attending the music academy - where you and I met. Because you hated the amount of attention I was receiving."

"All I've ever wanted to do was perform but you took that way from me,"

"You always wanted me to stop all of the things that I love to suit you."

Tears well in his eyes.

"It's not my fault that you weren't happy with who I was."

He gulps, "What do you mean by was?"

"Why do you think I'm here?" You say - motioning your fingers across the room. Referring to the Asylum, "I have depression."

"I have Anxiety."

"I suffer from Body Dysmorphia."

"I am recovering from a Self Harm addiction."

"Can you hear how much damage you've done?"

The silence that followed after was deafening. He didn't even think through this but all he knows was that it was never his intention to hurt you a badly as he had. There is more to the story but you are so angry right now that he doesn't even know if you'll even listen.

Everything in this situation is pulling his heartstrings hurtfully.

"It was never my intention to hurt you like this," He whispered.

"B-But you did, "You whimper, "You've hurt some so many times ... and yet after each time I've waited for you to come back."

"A year passed and you were still nowhere to be found, "You sniff,"-despite what I was going through. I still waited for you to come back."

"But you didn't, "You whisper.

"I shed my blood - I was withering into thin air because I had thought that one day you'll come back to save me,"

"But you didn't,"

"I am sorry,"

The heavy tears in your eyes finally fall as feel the weight that one layer in your chest lightens.

After so many years and months of endless suffering - the words you so badly wanted to hear had finally tumbled out of his lips.

"And you're absolutely right," He sniffs as he wiped his eyes," None of this is your fault. I should've done everything differently - and for that, from the bottom of my empty heart. Y/N I am sorry."

"You don't understand how good it feels to hear you say that, "You cry.

More tears trail down your face, "But I need to know why."





















"Jimin why did you hurt me?"

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