Go Ahead and Cry: Sope

🌑 One- All Fall Down 🌑

I swung around the corner, the echo of laughter chasing me down the hall. I saw the bathroom out of the corner of my eye so I bolted inside and slammed the door. I closed myself in a stall and let my body hit the border and slide down it.

Tears started to fall down my face as I barely kept myself upright, then I heard pounding on the stall.

"YOONGI!! I SWEAR TO GOD!"

"Why the FUCK are you in the men's bathroom? Just leave me alone!"

"Why should I!? You cheat on me with a dude and then tell me to leave you alone!? Bullshit!"

"I know you're mad, I know you hate me, just leave!"

"Whatever, I have nothing to discuss with you ANYWAYS. Rot in hell, loser."

As soon as I heard the door slam shut I let myself sob uncontrollably. The tears started coming and they just wouldn't stop.

I never loved her, but that didn't matter all that mattered was that I was gay and everyone just found out. I slowly stood up, I knew I had to go take down those stupid photos. I walked out of the restrooms with my hood tied tightly around my face. I looked up at one of the pictures, all the tears rushing back to my eyes.

After ripping off every single photo that lined the hallways I hurried to the library. I waited there for the study group I was supposed to be running, but nobody came. Kids looked at me and whispered, some of them laughed, but none of them had the balls to confront me. I waited for the freshman I was set to be tutoring for as long as possible, but I could only sit there for so long. I walked with my head hung low back to my apartment. I look out my walkman and put on the headphones attached to the device. As long as I had music, as long as I had dancing, I knew I'd be okay.

I just wanted to get home.

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"Yoongi? What the hell!?" Namjoon walked in my room to me stripping my walls of hundreds of pictures of my friends and I.

He looked at me and I could tell he was worried, confused, but worried.

"Joon I- I-" I fell to my knees and broke out in tears.

"So we need to fucking talk, take a deep breath and calm down."

"It... it was late, I was mad, and Ji-Yeon had blown me off again. I knew she was with her man whore she had been fucking for months. Anyways there was this guy and he was hot, like not hot, but hot. He kept trying to get me to kiss him, which in hindsight should have been a red flag, but I gave in easily. Someone took a picture and thought it would be hilarious to put that picture all over school. Long story short all of my 'friends' pretended to not even know me and I hid in the bathroom for like two hours."

"Do you want me to try and go with you to school tomorrow?"

"You still haven't been cleared, don't risk your health for me."

"You should probably get to sleep, though, it's getting late."

"Okay, thanks for being so chill about me being gay and everything."

"You realize I'm bi... right?"

"What?"

"Yeah, you know Jin?"

"Sure I do, why?"

"I've liked him since freshman year."

"Well... you learn something new everyday."

Namjoon laughed, "Goodnight, Yoongi."

"Night, Namjoon."

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I woke up to Namjoon shaking me awake, his hair was all screwed up from sleeping like a maniac; he seemed as if he were about to collapse and fall asleep on top of me. His skin had paled from being cooped up in the dorm, thanks to his illness.

He had been diagnosed with brain cancer almost six months ago now; all his treatments had gone well, so they discharged him after being in the hospital for two and a half months. We had been struggling to scavenge money for the radiation and chemotherapy, but I was working as many jobs as I could, though the debt was piling up and becoming a mess.

His hair had pretty much grown back, but he still hadn't been cleared to return to school. The doctors said they might have to do high-risk surgery if his next tests come back positive, if they don't he'll be able to come back to school.

"So when do you get your results?

"In two days."

"Don't worry, you'll be alright."

"I know I will... are you ready for school?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." I smiled sheepishly.

"How are you always so positive?"

"I'm really not."

Namjoon handed me the keys to his car. "You sure you're gonna be okay?"

"I'll be fine, see you later."

I got out to the parking lot and started my car. I rolled down my windows and allowed the wind to push back my freshly cut and dyed hair. The cold breeze blowing on my face felt nice.

I hopped out of the car and immediately put on my headphones. I walked into the music hallway, no one would bother me there. I took a seat and checked my surroundings, that was when I first laid my eyes on him.

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He looked amazing as he walked down that isle, his arm linked with Namjoon's. He is truly the love of my life.

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He was tall, but only a little taller than me, probably five foot ten. He had red dyed hair and an amazing face with beautiful eyes. He pulled off his green colored headphones and knelt in front of me.

"Hi, I'm new here, is there anyway you could show me to classroom 243?"

Hadn't anyone warned him about me, warned him not to talk to me?

"O... Of course! Are you sure you wanted me to help you?" I stammered.

"What's wrong with you? You're just as good as anyone else!" He tilted his head to the side, his hair hanging off the side of his head. He smiled and stuck out his hand a second later, I accepted it, feeling a million different emotions at once.

"Jung Hoseok, nice to meet you."

"Min Yoongi, good to meet you too. Uh, room 243 is this way, just follow me." I said still focused on our latched hands.

He let go and trailed me through the halls. It was about time for the earlier classes, so the school was mostly empty, thank god. I was enjoying talking with Hoseok, but the conversation came to a close once we reached his class.

"Thanks for helping out the new kid, I owe you." He hugged me before entering the class. I knew I had a visible blush spread across my face, I smiled before turning to walk away, but I nearly screamed when I saw who was behind me.