The Way It Is✔ || KNJ

004

*JIAYING'S P.O.V.*

I slowly opened my eyes, only seeing my bedroom ceiling. I quickly sit up and realized everything was just a nightmare. I took a deep sigh.

"Damn" I say under my breath.

I stand up and walk over to my mirror. I gasp as I witness my eyes all red and puffy. I cried in real life too.

Remembering the words Namjoon had told me in that silly nightmare of mine had made one last tear drop fall before my index finger wiping it away. I ignore everything and get ready for school.

After I had finished, I had also out on my wig and makeup. I wasn't in the mood to either eat or put on makeup, which I should, but I can't due to my lack of movement right now.

I know my brother would say something if he saw me, or Namjoon and the boys would say something, so I put on a black long sweater, picking out a random mask, taking my bag, and then left the house.

As I got to the bus stop, another tear streaked down my cheek.

"What the fuck?" I curse as I wipe it away.

I then sit on the bench, waiting for the bus to appear. After a few more minutes, it comes. I get in, sit down, plug in some ear buds, and close my eyes. Gosh, how I want this to end already.

My eyes open as soon as the bus stops. I realize it's my stop and quickly get off.
    I was walking as my mind was blank so I didn't realize my surroundings, until suddenly, someone grabs my wrist. I immediately go into fight mode and twist its arm.

I gasp as soon as I see the person's face.

"I am so sorry, Namjoon, please forgive me!" I say as I let go and put my hands together.

"Wow, you are damn strong," he says while rubbing his own wrist. I had noticed we were at the very front gates of the school, also noticing that he was looking at my eyes, I forgot I look like a zombie, my eyes are hideous, and I didn't even put on makeup! Gosh! What if he notices?! It didn't make me look really different, but it covered up! God dammit, what the hell was I thinking!?

I mentally slap myself. I then quickly turn around and begin walking. Until he stops me again.

"Wait, Jiyoung!" He says, I hesitantly turn around, "why are your eyes like that?! Are you okay? Were you crying?" He worriedly says as he pulls me into a hug.

At that very moment, it felt as if I was safe. I don't know what he did, but the minute he comforted me, I felt safe. My emotions took control over me as I found myself crying again and hugging Namjoon back. That feeling. That feeling of him hugging me. Helping me. Caring.

"You want to talk about it?" He gently asks. While running circles on my back, still hugging me.

I, myself, hesitantly nod and hug him tighter one last time before letting go.

After we pull away, he looks into my eyes. Then it trails down to my...
My mask?

He's eyes looked as if they were going to pop out, but seemed to remain calm.

"Your mask..." he starts, " it says 'JY'."

Shit.

Wrong mask.

Wait.

Why is he so suprised?

"O-oh, well, it stands f-for 'Jiyoung'. It was c-custom made," I say. Yeah, real smooth, Jiaying. It stands for 'Jiaying' not 'Jiyoung', he won't notice, right? It's not like he's ever seen me in this mask.