>The next day<
Jimin tried to talk to me today, but I was not in the mood. If absolutely necessary I gave him one word answers, trying to show that I didn't want to talk. This was hard since I sat next to him, but I managed.
When lunch was almost over I headed down the stairs from the roof, not expecting to be followed.
"Y/n" Jimin called, scaring me on my way down the stairs. I looked back at him, meaning I wasn't concentrating on where I was going. I tripped and fell down the rest of the stairs, tumbling into a weird position at the bottom.
"Oh my god, y/n are you ok?" He asked, rushing to get to me.
"Leave me alone" I told him, I tried to get up on my own but couldn't. I growled in frustration before moving into a more comfortable position on the floor.
"Are you mad?" He asked, helping me up.
"No" I said, trying not to lean on him but ending up having to.
"Then why are you acting like this?" He questioned, walking me to the nurses. I didn't respond to his question, even though he kept looking at me.
When we got in the nurse sat me down on the bed. Jimin said he would stay, he wanted to check I was ok.
She got my medical history up on the screen. I could read it from where I was sitting, and I knew Jimin could too. Right by the top it said 'uncontrollable mood swings' and I hated those words. They diagnosed me with those years ago, I wanted nothing more than to forget about it.
I saw Jimin tilt his head out of the corner of my eye, he was clearly reading it too.
"What happened?" The nurse asked, sitting on her chair ready to take notes. I looked at Jimin,
"She fell down the stairs" he told her.
"What hurts?" She questioned me, scooting her chair closer.
"Just my head and my knee" I told her. I had a bad headache that seemed like it was only getting worse. She looked at my knee, it was bleeding and a bit bruised.
"Well it's not broken, just a few scratches" she said, putting a bandage on it.
"And if you have a headache, I suggest you go home and rest" she told me.
"Thank you" I said getting up. I left the room and Jimin followed.
"Want me to walk you home?" He asked, already walking with me.
"No, I'm fine" I told him. He sighed,
"Well that's too bad, I'm coming" he said. For some reason this made me happy.
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FanfictionY/N has been diagnosed with mood swings, really bad ones. One day she is happy, the next it's like she is a completely different girl. This explains why people don't hang around with her much, they don't understand. That is until she meets 7 boys wh...
