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~2~

¤Hoseok's POV¤

The whole day went well, the same as usual. I can hear someone shout at me, calling me names and all, and I'm pretty used to that. 'Just do whatever makes you happy and ignore them' That's what I always tell myself. And it worked for a long time now.

"Hey Hoseok we should really get going now" I heard Jimin speak as I was taking my things. Classes just ended.
"Yeah wait" I said as I took my bag onto my shoulders and turned to face Jimin and Namjoon.

I don't live the same streets as Namjoon and Jimin but the bus that goes to their street passes mine so we decided to just always ride the same bus after school.

As we were waiting at the bus stop Jimin suddenly put his arms around my shoulders (barely reaching my shoulders tho) and smiled at me.

"I'll be auditioning for the dance club next week. They'll be having this huge event this November and I badly wanna be part of that event" he said that made my heart burst in happiness.
"That's nice Jimin. You'll probably be chosen, you're really great at dancing" I said and smiled, I saw Namjoon nod his head in agreement.
"But I want you to audition too" he said as he looked at the other side of the street. My eyes grew in shock and immediately stepped backward to look at Jimin.
"You know I can't do that" I said as I put my hands inside the pockets of my hoodie and looked at the other street.
"You're great at dancing Hoseok, try it" Namjoon suddenly said that made me laugh.

I faced the both of them and smiled, "They won't let a senseless guy in their team, we know that" I said and covered my head with my hood.

After a minute or two the bus came and we came in. I sat at the very last seat of the bus that was not occupied to be a bit far from them.

I know they want me to do what I want but how can I? Its not that I can't dance or I hate the idea of dancing, actually I love dancing. The moment I dance at the first beat of every song, it gives me the satisfaction I don't feel everyday of my life. But I can't dance, I know they won't let me dance.

The fact that I'm senseless they all think I can do nothing but just breath. And I hate that they think of me like that, but everytime I think of being rejected again makes me spiral into thoughts.

After a 15-minute ride I reached my stop. I walked towards the door and saw Jimin and Namjoon looking at me with pity 'I hate it when they look at me like that' I gave them a cheerful smile and said "See you tomorrow guys", in my cheerful voice.

I walked towards my house 2 blocks away with my head hung low and hood covering my entire features.

As I was walking towards my house, I saw him, Seokjin, his two years older than me. He was once my bestfriend.

He walked at the other street toward the direction of the bus stop. His wearing his work clothes, he works at a cafe few streets away. I stared at him while he was searching for something in his bag, then finally he looked at me. I immediately turned my gaze away from him. He hates it when I look at him, I still remember the words he had told me before.

It sucks, having 2 senses sucks.

I walked inside my house and saw my sister at the kitchen counter.

"Seok you're here" she said cheerfully and smiled at me. I took off my shoes and my hood, and smiled at her.
"You're early" I said as I got near her.

She pouted that made me giggle.

"I'm taking a week off" she said cheerfully as she hugged me, I'm not sure if it was a tight hug or what other hugs there is (I can't feel her), but I know she's glad on hugging me.

"I'm cooking dinner by the way" she said as she let me go. I turned my gaze toward the stove and furrowed my brows.
"You're cooking? I don't wanna be food poisoned you know" I said as she punched me. I laughed and smiled at her.

"I'm joking, chill" I said and ruffled her hair.
"I'm gonna go upstairs, call me if you need anything" I said as she nod.

As I entered my room I immediately sank into the floor. I hate it, I hate it that I can't feel her if she's cold or warm, I hate it that she's cooking food for me but I can't even taste it, I hate it that they act so normal around me, I hate it that they can't leave this house without worrying about me. I hate myself for making their lives miserable.

I sat at my chair infront of my computer and just stared at my desktop. I hate my life.

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