The Butterfly Code

39: 8 days left

October 7:

I turned off my phone today.

Sijeon hyung suggested I do so, since no one wants to talk to me.

He said they finally have space away, why would they interefer with someone like me.

It made senese.

I was just this disgusting slut.

I hate that name.

But I came to terms.

Thats what I was.

I wasn't me anymore.

No.

The bright, happy, smiley, Seokjin was gone.

He had been stabbed on June 13th.

But he had fully bled out on the night of August 29th.

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Sijeon hyung said I've been good.

He said he wouldn't hurt me if I was good.

So I asked him why he was hurting me.

He said it was because I wasn't good yet.

He said I was too fat.

Too loud.

Too annoying.

Too weird.

I starved the whole day.

It didn't hurt.

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My dongsaengs posted a group photo on Twitter.

They were smiling.

Brightly smiling.

It made me smile.

They were happy.

Then my smile vanished.

I wasn't there.

They looked happy without me.

But I wasn't happy without them.

Would they still be happy when I came back?