Do you ever find yourself comparing yourself to others and pointing out your flaws? Do you ever find yourself worrying about little things and worrying if you look good? Do you ever find yourself caring about what others think of you?
Do you ever t...
All I could see was people in their groups laughing with eachother and having fun.
I frowned and sat at the end of the seat, not so far from a group of girls. They looked at me and scoffed. They got up and left.
Now I was alone. I didn't even feel like eating. I felt embarrassed. I wanted to cry. I just drank my milk as I looked around the room. I didn't want to be depressing so I just threw my lunch away and walked over to the locker sections.
I was looking through my locker when it suddenly slammed. I was startled. I looked to see who it was and saw that it was a group of boys.
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"Hey you fucking pig." a tall blacked haired boy said. He looked like a model.
I felt hurt because of what he called me. "Answer you piece of shit!" The boy I tried to talk to earlier said.
"W-What do you want from me" I said in a quiet tone.
"You are so fucking pathetic, you know that right? You worthless piece of shit. No wonder no one loves you." Another blonde boy said.
I felt my eyes water. I blinked them away. "L-Leave me alone please" I said.
3rd pov
Hoseok smirked as he approached Jimin. "Don't tell us what to fucking do." He said coldly.
He raised his hand and punched Jimin in the stomach. Jimin let out a yelp as held his stomach in pain.
Jin grabbed him by the hair and yanked it. He made Jimin fall to the floor.
Jungkook took the chance to punch Jimin in the face several times until his face was cut and bloody.
Jimin curled up in a ball which made the members beat and kick him. Namjoon had an idea and grabbed Jimin's hands so he wouldn't be curled up. Hoseok grabbed his legs.
Jimin was trying to get out of their grip but he wasn't strong enough. Taehyung then stomped on his stomach which caused great pain on Jimin.
"See you later, piggy" Suga said as they left him there, covered in blood.
Jimin coughed and tears started pouring. Good thing no one was around. He got up and started limping to a bathroom. He cried on his way there.
He eventually limped there and looked at himself in the mirror. He couldn't help but be disgusted at himself. He started cleaning the cuts which stung. But he managed.
He could see bruises forming. Tears ran down his cheeks as he touched his bruises.
Jimin decided to go home. He didn't want to stay here. He didn't want to get beat anymore.
He limped out of school and started walking home. He got out his key and entered his house. He saw that his mom wasn't there and he sighed in relief.
He didn't want to be beat. But he knew she would lose it when she returned home.
Jimin quickly went to his room and got out some makeup to hide all the bruises. He hid the bruises well which made him kind of smile.
He went inside his room and fell on his bed. He didn't want to go to school anymore. Everyone hated him. Everyone saw his with disgust with his eyes. School was hell. And he'd rather die than go back. But he didn't have a choice.
