PERFECTLY IMPERFECT || KTHxREADER

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Your mom suddenly claps her hands and you awake up to reality. "We'll get through this. I'll work hard to support your needs. Imagine, you have a dad."she pose like a wrestler. "And mom!" She does a flying kiss and laugh.

How? How did she manage to plaster a smile on her face and be happy though we all know that her heart feels otherwise.

You hope that's you're as strong as her.

Days bled into weeks, you and your sister is attending school like normal days.

They're still adjusting unlike you.

You knew he'll leave. He don't deserve the cries you bear for him.

You enter the gate and you can see people staring like you have an infectious disease.

Murmur and laughter was heard but you shrug it off as usual.

People loves to judge.

'They don't have to spit it out in front of my face because I know myself that it's my fault.'

They didn't notice the good things you did. They blame you as if they really knew what happened.

While passing at the hallway you bump to the students many times. "I'm sorry." They will say sarcastically and smirk.

Your starting to think that you should quit schooling if that makes them satisfied.

'They hate me.'

"Good morning, loser." His scary voice echoed. The loudness of the students slowly fades and nothing was heard. Heavy footsteps were coming to your direction. A group of people was in front of you, smirking like an evil. "Bring this to our classroom." The one mint haired guy throw his heavy bag to you.

You froze like a statue. His presence was sending weird feelings to you that's extremely confusing. Maybe because your having a  trauma whenever he and his colleagues are near.

You don't have to argue because no matter how hard you try they will surely hunts and harass you even more.

You carry his bag to the room where the math discussion will be held. As soon as you enter the room, their disgust look seems questioning your sudden appearance.

You look down and bit your lower lip.

"Yah! Mr. Kim is coming y'all better sit down." The girl who's sitting in the front row announce.

Kim Namjoon, the young math teacher. He's your favorite teacher because he understands you.

'And guess what, he's my cousin.'

But you keep it as a secret, he wants to watch if you're doing well. He knew everything.

"Take a seat," The teacher exclaim with wide smile. "Open your textbook and start the exe--- detention later, Mr. Min." His eyes rolled when he spotted Min Yoongi, the bully.

He lazily walk to in the room and sit at the back.

The flow of the lesson went great. After class you read some book at the library not noticing the time.

Namjoon is walking towards you."Y/N-ah, can you please.." Joonie was hesitant to utter the words he want to say. Can sense what he was going to say.

You look at him with your blank face. "Just don't talk about my dad. I'm fine."

"Stop lying."

"I'm not." He's like a big brother to you. He always ask your problems but your too stubborn to spill it.

You also distant yourself from him.

He chuckle and pat your head. "Then smile."

"I can't."

"I'm sorry I can't do anything." He sounds apologetic

"Joonie, stop saying sorry." You look at his eyes and smile, a force smile. You're holding yourself but you still end up into his tight embrace.

"Please say something. I know you're hurting. I'll always have time to hear you."

You bow to him. "I'm leaving, see you around." You walk away and hide from the wall nearby.

He look down and shook his head repeatedly. "I'm sorry." I whisper.

After that he walk away, but a blue notebook dropped from his grasp without him knowing.

You run to reach it and look at his direction but he's nowhere to be found.

Maybe his in the detention room looking for Min Yoongi.

You take a deep breath and pluck your courage. The doorknob clicked and you open the door carefully.

"What the hell are you doing?" The coldness of his voice startles you. "Do you have an idea where is Mr. Kim---"

You stopped realizing that he's no longer listening to what you're trying to say.

"Have you lost all your sense of fear?" He suddenly ask.

'What was this? Why am I trembling again?'

He smirk and grab his bag, leaving you dumbfounded.

A few minutes ago you decided go outside the detention room and head to Mr. Kim's office.

You put it on his table and leave a note.

Running to the parking lot a horrible sight made you sigh.

Your bike looks very dirty and it looks like a mess.

Your schoolmates do all of this you're certain of that.

You already had the bike the morning when you're ready to go to school. You thought he will never find it. "Beombi." You whisper and examine it, there's a damage on the wheels.

Walking into an endless path you stopped when you notice a used spray paints and a perfect wall nearby was good for my art.

You know it may sounds weird but you release what you feel through arts. You start to spay different colors of it making a purple flower that they called 'Hyacinth.'

It's your favorite flower.

You're smiling ear to ear while spraying but it was interrupt because of the light being point directly to my face.

Police!

You run and run until--- fast cars are around you and just a split second you heard sirens coming.

You lost your conscious and the last thing I heard from someone is. "Poor girl, another car accident again..."