walking through the hallway with jungkook was probably the last thing anyone expected me to do.
neither of us really cared what anyone thought though.
that was another thing i used to admire about him.
jungkook always was the first one to jump to help a friend,
or hold them if they cried,
but if he was just in public he was chill as fuck.
quiet and careless;
everything i wanted to be.
now,
i am exactly that.
and it highkey sucks.
god fucking knows jungkook always felt like this.
maybe that's another reason i forgave him.
he's always been unhappy.
maybe now that i feel the same,
i could finally relate to him.
and i honestly really needed someone by my side again for once.
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THE QUIET.
Fanfiction❝anything hurts less than the quiet.❞ a yoonmin fanfiction book 2. ©-ohmytae