one,one cut for being useless.
my lips forced a smile.
two more,for being weak.
right,i couldn't even protect myself when those kids at school last year beat me up. couldn't even help as i watched my best friend get hurt.probably because of me.
three,three more cuts for not...
yoongi's face flashed through my mind as the scene replayed itself.
"j-jimin,i like you."yoongi whispered,i stood there like a stupid statue,not even knowing how respond.
"y-yoongi hyung."
"d-do you like me..?"yoongi sighed,hand wrapped around a box,which i presumed was a present for me when i said my 'yes'.
