Okay so guys, this is basically a journey of y/n's emotional growth. There may be extremely sad events because y/n suffers from a disorder as already mentioned before but her view point to see happy moments is also quite different and interesting. Hope you will stick around. Thank you.
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That's when Sarah realized my presence. Lifting her head, she looked at me, the hurt and anger in her eyes rendered me unable to speak. I could clearly hear gossips echoing in the whole hallway.
It was absolute. Torture. Utter humiliation.
It hurt me, it hurt me because I wasn't even at fault here and was being given judgmental stares by everyone, by Jimin and Sarah as well.
Just as I expected Sarah to lash out on me, she raised her hand to slap, reflexively I squeezed my eyes shut. I didn't dare to look up, to look at the mess created by the name of me. I wasn't ready for anything like this.
But her hand never touched my face. It was foolish of me to imagine Jimin holding Sarah's hand from hitting me cause when I slowly opened back my eyes, it was Jin who had held her wrist in mid-air.
Jimin was standing a little far with wide eyes while terror overtook Sarah's face. Well, that was self-explanatory by judging the dangerous expression Jin had on his face. His once smiling face was now contorted with rage, the veins of his neck were popped out and his jaw was clenched so tightly that I feared it would break.
He gritted through his teeth. "Dare not touch her." He yanked Sarah's hand away, the threat gripping from his oh-so-handsome face.
"I didn't.." I hiccuped in between my words. "I swear I didn't do it. I would never do something like that."
"Sshh.. you don't need to explain." Jin softly pulled me away from the crowd to a more deserted area, but surely not before throwing daggers towards Sarah and Jimin. He made me sit on a bench near the playground and hugged me tightly.
I heard Jin softly muttering consoling words while resting his chin on my shoulder and started to draw small circles on my back but at that moment, nothing in the world could make me feel better.
"I didn't.." I tried to say again but couldn't complete the sentence so I sat there, hugging Jin and allowing the tears to flow down my cheeks.
At this point, I had subconsciously started to compare Jin and Jimin which wasn't doing any good for me, rather increasing the amount of feelings I had for Jimin.
I pulled back from his hug, I had started to feel a little awkward. I tinted in whole red from pink when I studied his features to be crimson as well.
Was he blushing too?
Hands in hands, Jin took me till outside of the girl's washroom, "Go, freshen up."I hmmed and moved in. Splashing water on my face, I rubbed my eyes and ran fingers through my hair.
I exited the restroom to find Jin leaning on the tall corridor pillar, radiating his best warm smile off. It felt like a deja vu when my mind rolled back to that day when I saw Jin and Rose flirting. A sudden awkwardness welled up in me.
"I should go and talk to them now," I said, standing straight.
"It's certainly not the best time for it, y/n." Jin's eyes flashed concern and worry while flickering to my face. I appreciated that.
"No, I need-"
"Y/n," He walked closer to me and held my hand with all the gentleness. I had never seen him this way before. My hormones were kicking everywhere, especially in my hand where his touch was perceived. I was trying not to let my flustered reaction pop up at this serious moment.
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Fanfikce"Why can't be I perfect as expected? It's so hard to just you know, do it." I tried really hard not to let my tears fall. "Who said you have to be perfect, y/n?" "My parents." "Well you don't have to be, to them. Because you're perfect in mine alr...
