20cm ๑ SOOGYU ✔️

๑ 40 ๑

The next day at school.

I was looking at you.

Because you were looking at me.

I wanted to tell you.

So bad.

I wanted to tell you how quickly it had changed.

I wanted to tell you how much the bruises hurt.

I wanted to tell you how much it hurt that it was even doing this to me.

I wanted to tell you how much it hurt that my mother wouldn't do anything.

But I couldn't.

Because it wouldn't help anything.

It would only make things worse.

Because-

"Do you have a crush on him?" She asked again.

About you.

I shook my head.

It was a lie.

But pretending was the only way.

To stop the bruises.

To keep you safe.

Because I knew what it could do.

Even to a baby like you.

"Really?" She pouted.

I nodded my head again.

A lie.

She didn't believe me.

She was planning something.

I should've spoken up.

I should've reassured her.

Because she didn't believe me.

Because she was planning something.

๑ A way to hurt you. ๑