"miyoung, you wouldn't mind
if i hung out with them, right?"
hani turned her head toward me,
pointing to her group of new friends.
a small mumble of a 'yes'
escaped my lips. and she
wasn't hesitant to swing her
back over her shoulder and
bubbly skip to their table.
and i was, once again,
alone.
not like i'm complaining,
who would want to hang
out with me anyway?
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melancholy » pjm
Fanfic❝ you know he doesn't like you, right? ❞ ❝ that's okay, no one does. ❞ ↳a jimin fic
