𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀..... | 𝗷𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 |

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jimin pov
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School. Another awful day of school waited for me beyond this bus door. I wonder why I can't enjoy anything in life. I wonder why I can't ever be happy. Why I can't smile. Why I can't laugh. But in the end I come out with the same conclusion.

Nothing.

Nothing is stopping me from going out and talking to someone or being happy but myself. And because of myself and the way I think, I will never be happy.

I sighed deeply before taking careful steps off the bus and onto school grounds. Once both feet were securely on the ground my gaze shifted straight to my shoes. Looking at how each loop had a white shoe lace coming out of it. Following the white path to the bow with my eyes.

As I advance to the school door I thoroughly counted each step. It takes 10 to get to the school doors. Ten steps to hell. Just the thought of having to be here everyday for the next two years of my life makes me want to die. But to be completely honest most things do.

"Hey you again!" I heard someone yell quite loudly. Obnoxious people and their obnoxious gatherings. There were people all around me talking and laughing as they got their books out of their lockers. Walking and texting while pretending to listen to their friends, but then you have me. The outlier. The small black haired boy with no friends. Always alone.

"Hey!" I heard this voice call again and for some reason it was getting closer to me. It was too familiar. But I know that no one would be talking to me so why would I look up? Why would I risk the embarrassment of it not being me?

"Jimin!" I froze. He's calling my name. I looked up slightly and accepted my fate. The boy from yesterday. This was it. I've been beaten and bruised by plenty of people. He was no different.

He approached me fast with a giant smile. I kept my eyes focused on the ground with my hands clasped tightly awaiting my punishment. My punishment for being weird. My punishment for being who I am.

"Hey Jimin! How are you?" He asked and I felt the tears run down my face. Why didn't he just hit me? He could have hit me and that would have hurt less than this. Don't pretend to care about me. That's the cruelest thing you could do. His smile was bright and he was practically radiating positive energy. Very different from what I'm used to. Stop.

"Do you talk?" He asked with a questioning look on his face and if he didn't think I weird before. He has to now. I talk I swear I talk. I haven't heard my own in a day but I know it's there. I nodded my head still not trusting him enough to look at him.

"Well as you know I'm Taehyung. We met yesterday remember?" He said and I nodded again. I'm not interested in talking to him, in being his friend. He's only going to leave and disappoint me.

"I'm sorry if I did anything to make you not want to talk to me." He apologized and I can't describe the feeling that was brewing inside of me. My eyes found the top of his head when I glanced up to see his expression. He was looking at the ground as well. Why was he talking to me? Of all people. I hesitantly reached my hand out and extra gently tapped his shoulder. His head shot up with a intrigued expression.

"Yeah?" He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and for once I saw him become nervous. For once I saw something that we could possibly share. I pointed to the phone in his pocket and he frantically opened and gave it to me. I put my phone number and name in his phone. He seemed okay. He seemed like a person I could potentially enjoy the presence of.

"Who's this?" Another boy came from behind me and put his arm around my shoulder. My breathing has never sped up so fast in my entire sixteen years of living. Who? Who has their arm around me? Who is burning my skin? The sensation of the unidentified limb around me made me want to scream. Don't touch me. Please don't touch me. He removed his arm after Taehyung gave him a disgusted and annoyed look.

"Hey man my bad I just want to talk to Tae." The boy tried talking to me but I can't take it anymore. I had to get away. I gave Taehyung his phone back an walked right passed the entire situation. That's enough for me for one day. I heard the fast approaching footsteps behind me and how I wish there weren't.

"Don't leave." Taehyungs concerned voice echoed through my head as his hand attached to my arm. Why is he touching me? Why is everyone touching me? My body started to self destruct all over again. I tried pulling my arm away but he was strong. I know he he didn't mean it. I know he wasn't trying to hurt me but he did. He's suffocating me.

"Let go!" I screamed before ripping my arm away and running out of the building. It's not like I have parents that will care if I don't go to school. It's not like anyone at school would miss me.

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Trying my best✨