oreos + tk

twenty one am

♫ 24/7 the neighbourhood

jeongguk's pov

i missed him.

it had been sixteen days since i last saw him, the most recent memory of him being the pathetic action of running out the shop: scared stupid that the man who i would never name would follow me.

school started up again in three days. and those three days would be wasted by me sitting in bed. staring at the ceiling full of plastic stars mixed with the odd moon.

next year would've been my last year as a sixth former, yet i wasn't ready to be pushed into the void of uni.

i wanted taehyung to help me through the anxieties.

but he simply wasn't there.

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with my head held low and my earphones playing some random depression nap music, i crammed my small figure into the even smaller gaps between teenagers. i may be one of the oldest in the school but these younger years were terrifying to me.

they were all much taller, with a build double the size of mine. i would get pushed, shoved, shouted at to move. it was a reoccurring event i was completely used to.

so today wasn't much different.

which was what i thought.