𝗠𝗬 𝗥. ✔

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♢HITOMI♢

after what happened yesterday, i wasn't able to talk to her because i ahd practice, now i saw minju standing and leaning on her locker, this is when i knew my locker was beside her, i approached her, my footsteps getting a bit louder as i get closer to her. minju looked up ans saw me, her eyes widening and her fixing her composure.

"hey there, minju." i greeted her, with my normal voice that i always use. she looked at me, confused more like the stare she gives to those bullies approaching her, then she looked away, frowning.

"what do you want?" minju asked me, even if her voice was a bit not that loud, but i feel her trembling, why would she get scared of me?

i was being nice.

or so she thought i was rude because i'm a part of the cheerleader group, that's how it works.

i looked down, chuckling sheepishly, with my lips pursed.

what am i suppose to say?

"can i talk to you?" i asked, my voice soft, so just she feel safe, she looked at me, as if she hates me, she was losing trust from everyone.

"what? confront me for being a homo?" she asked, her tears falling from her eyes, biting her lip, i somehow felt sad, i sighed, looking at her eyes.

as just i was about to talk she interrupted me.

"why do i have to be the one who is bad?! i didn't even do anything to you! nor your friends! please leave me alone!" she yelled, stomping her feet, i felt bad, i walked up her and hugged her, tho it made me tiptoe a bit.

i wanted to comfort her.

"it's not like that," i whispered, rubbing her back as she quiver in my embrace, she's so warm, i feel like she needed much embrace to make her feel loved, just how i needed it.

"i was worried for you," i felt her squirm and push me lightly, she scoffed and looked away.

"don't act like you're all nice! i know what you want! you'll make me befriend you until i open up and then you will make a horrible lie to everyone!" minju shouted at me, her eyes bore at mine as she glare at me.

i didn't know how to feel, this was exactly me before, losing trust with people around me.

"you cheerleaders are the reason i'm suffering!" she yelled, letting out what she feels, i, i was okay about it, if she wants to yell at me she can, just for her to let out what she feels.

"is it my fault?! why do you guys have to be mean!?" she asked, wiping her tears as she sob, she leaned on her locker, before sitting down on the floor, and leaning on the lockers, crying her heart out.

"not all cheerleaders are like that, to be honest, i'm actually the suicidal girl people always make fun of, i guess not all people know me and my name, so i tried cheerleading changing my hair color loosing some weight, since i look horrible before." i stated, which earned me a surprised look from her.

"y-you?" she asked me, i sat beside her, smiling.

"yeah, let's be friends, cheer up!" i stretched out my arms, which she take her hand and shook it.

"thanks."

and then she disappeared.