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The bell rang, I quickly packed my school bag before I stepped outside. I was on my way back home. Suddenly, something caught my eye. I stopped walking.
"You're such a fat loser, Jimin. Can't you do anything?! You untalented weakling??"
It was you again. I saw you being pushed down by those bullies, as they walked away laughing. You were hurt, crying your eyes out. I didn't know what to do, so I hesitated, but calmly approached you.
"Hey, don't cry, everything's going to be alright."
You slowly looked up at me, shaking with fear, thinking as if I were one of them.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you, you're fine now. Let's always stick together from now on. Okay?"
I wiped a single tear with my thumb. There was a slight sparkle of hope glistening in your eyes.
"P-Promise?" You asked.
"Promise" I smiled.
(Btw Y/N and Jimin are like 13-14 years old in this flashback. Just in case if you're wondering.)
