My Teacher | p.jm ✔️

38 - Actor

Jimin's;
I'm an actor. I've always been one.

I'm exceptionally good at hiding my emotions and wearing fake ones temporarily. I don't use my acting abilities to manipulate or wrong anybody. I wouldn't do that. I use it to save others from sadness.

My Areum.

That gloomy day when I had to let her go was the day I had to use my ability to it's fullest extent. And even though I tried my best to hide how broken I felt, I'm not sure that it was convincing enough.

My mouth, body language and facial expression can lie but what about my eyes? I wonder if she noticed my eyes that day.

I wanted to be Areum's rock. I knew she was physically and emotionally exerted. Any more and who knows what would've happened to her? I needed to be the sliver of comfort in the midst of chaos for her.

I know if I had let her see my true emotions that day, she somehow would find a way to blame herself. I can't let her do that.

When I returned the car to that poor man Mr Jo who was definitely a mess after spending time with Hoseok, Seokjin and Yoongi, I rushed into the office after saying thank you. I owe them big time.

Mrs Jeon was walking out of the office when I walked in. To my surprise, she didn't say a word to me. Instead, she shot me an icy look with a sly smirk. I suppose she was content knowing that I would lose my job at the school.

I entered the office and closed the door behind me. "You're here." Namjoon was sitting at the desk with a few papers in his hands.

"Yeah. It's time huh?" I sighed, tiredly.

He nodded with a slight smile. "You got really lucky that I'm the acting principal for now, Jimin"

"I know. I don't know how to thank you enough for this." I sat down.

"Just stay out of trouble," He said, leaning over the desk and patting my arm.

I gave him a sheepish smile and nodded. "Will do."

Namjoon bit his bottom lip and looked at me, observing my face. "Did you get to say goodbye?" he asked softly.

My smile faltered slowly and my face hardened. "Yeah," I said as low as a whisper, shakily.

In my head all I could see were the hot tears leaking out of Areum's eyes. The sound of her quiet sobs would most likely stick with me for a long time.

"I told her to go on with her life without me."

"... I see,"

"She was really sad," I breathed with watery eyes.
"I know I'm in no position to ask you for a favour but, can you please check up on her and make sure she's okay?"

Namjoon pursed his lips in a warm smile. "I will,"

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The drive to Busan was long. I stopped at a rest stop halfway there. The drive was scenic. I couldn't stop wondering about her.

What is she doing right now?

Unable to control myself, I grabbed my phone and dialed her number. She didn't answer. I think it's good that she didn't answer. If I heard her sad voice I wouldn't be able to stop myself from going back for her.