every day, jeongguk goes to the same cafe to study for his upcoming exams and every day, the same person sits next to him and orders the same thing, pancakes.
the cold tiles felt good against jeongguk's skin as he rested his head on the tiled bathroom wall. the brown haired boy was thankful that there was a bathroom on the tenth floor.
jeongguk's heartbeat slowed down and the ringing in his ear disappeared as he calmed down. he no longer cared about the fact that he was missing a class. in fact, the brown-haired boy was glad that he skipped it.
once again the warm, afternoon sun made it's way to jeongguk who was sitting in the last cubicle. there was a small, rectangle window about ten centimetres above the boy's head.
dust floated through the air as the sun made the chocolate brown haired boy relax more. no matter where he was, the sun was always with him, there for him.
yet jeongguk could still feel the stares lingering on his back. the student's heartful words punched him in the stomach and even though he was trying to ignore it all he couldn't.
taehyung's touch burned jeongguk. he knew that the older male secretly hated him and that he's just like everyone else that wants him dead. the younger boy didn't want to believe it but it was true.
and now jeongguk was tugging on his hair and biting his lip so no one could hear him crying.
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"tae seriously you should just leave that boy be," a yoongi sighed as the two walked into the bathroom. "he seems...odd."
the younger boy shoved all of his art folders and other loose equipment into yoongi's arms as he went into the second last cubical.
"well, he may seem odd to you, yoongs, but to me he seems perfect."
yoongi rolled his eyes as he shifted his arms a bit. "i thought you liked being organised so what's with all this extra stuff? like there's an empty chip packet here and some snapped crayons there..."
there was the sound of the toilet flushing (i died a bit inside when i wrote that) along with the sound of the door being unlocked before taehyung appeared, a wide grin on his face.
"ok but your room is wayy worse than my random pile of shit."
the older male opened his mouth but quickly shut it when he heard sobs coming from the last cubical.
"don't you dare, kim," yoongi groaned as he kicked the younger male's foot. "we need to go, hurry up."
even though taehyung felt as if he was being called to that person, he listened to yoongi.
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filler?? idk??
this chap took me a while to write bc of writers block i'm so so sorry
