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and i had it maxed out
i had a feeling, oh
nothing is working
and everything's bleeding, oh
i should've tapped out
getting rid of my demons

jimin felt hot, embarrassing tears well up in his eyes as he stared, yoongi's tense and dazed body stumbling back from the lockers. "why?!" he couldn't control the words that then spilled from his lips, "you know damn well h-h-how hard i tried f-f-for you a-a-and-- and..." he sobbed, his entire body shaking vigorously. god fucking damn. every thought flooded into his head as he heard the echoing footsteps, the menacing snicker of yet another girl yoongi was to break. hes being overzealous. he's letting his emotions come first. since when was he so weak?

there was a moment of silence.

a deep voice resonated through the empty hallway.

a timeless melody, his name spoken so sweetly. he looked up.

the white-haired, callous swain spoke with merciless vowels,

"who could ever love a freak like you?"

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