I'm not good enough (Jimin-centric

•~Chapter 4•~

He was gasping for air and breathing heavily as he thought about all the things they would do to him.

God he felt like he was dying. He just wanted everything to stop. He wanted to be left alone. He just wanted to be out of this cruel world...

He felt panicked until he remembered about the only person who ever cared about him.

His dad popped into his mind.

He let out a quivered sigh a memories of his dad played in his mind.

How he would take him to the park and have a picnic while watching the ducks.

How he taught him how to ride a his first bike. When he surprised him with trip to the zoo.

Jimin smiled at the loving memories, some tears falling down his cheeks. He remembered when a giraffe once grabbed his dad's hat with its teeth. He never saw that hat again.

Jimin laughed and wiped his tears with his sleeve. "I'm doing this for him." Jimin said to himself.

He got up and put some foundation on, hiding everything. He started heading to class. He was 5 minutes late but it was okay. He was okay.

Jimin took a deep breath and walked inside the classroom.

"Late again. Sit down. I will put you as tardy." The teacher said as he looked at her computer.

Jimin quietly nodded and started walking to his desk. He saw Suga rolling his eyes at him. "Fucking pig." Suga muttered quietly, but loud enough for Jimin to hear.

Jimin sighed and sat down. He just stared into the void, emotionless. He was thinking about how his life went down the drain.

He hated himself. He blamed himself. He ruined his mom's life. No wonder she hated him. If he had just been perfect just like how they wanted him to be.

God he was such an embarassment.

He was too fat. He was unwanted because of it. He hated how much he used to eat. He hated how careless he was when he was a kid.

If only he watched what he ate. None of this would have been happening right now.

If he wasn't fat and ugly he wouldn't have been bullied. He could've done better. He could've been better. But now every one hates him. And it's his fault..

His fucking fault. His fucking fault that he's bullied! His fucking fault that he's unwanted and unloved! His fucking fault that he feels like he wants to kill himself...

He convinced himself that they didn't do anything wrong. That his mom didn't do anything wrong. That BTS didn't do anything wrong.

But that he's the reason everything went wrong...

"Park Jimin!"

His snapped out of his trance as he heard his name being called.

Everyone was now looking at him. Even Suga. They were whispering to each other and rolling their eyes at him.

"Yes?" Jimin responded.

"Stop daydreaming and pay attention to my class!" She yelled at him.

"Yes, ma'am. Im sorry it won't happen again."

"Attention whore." He heard a student comment.

"Freak." Suga murmered.

"It better not happen again." She said sternly.

Jimin heard the bell ring and grabbed his backpack. He headed out into the halls, going to his next class.

He sat at his table with no one but himself. He felt so alone.

He dealt with that class for 40 minutes before it was time for lunch. Most people were excited for lunch but Jimin wasn't.

He didn't want to face BTS. He didn't want to go to the cafeteria and get humiliated again.

So while everyone went to lunch, he just stayed hidden in an abandoned classroom. No one ever went here.

Jimin sighed as he sat alone on the ground, his back against the door. He hugged his knees as put his head down.

His stomach growled with hunger. Oh how he was starving. He wanted to eat so badly. But the comment Suga made, made him feel so shitty.

Even though he threw up the food yesterday. Jimin felt his stomach and felt his belly.

He hated it. And that's why he was going to starve himself. He wanted to be perfect. And if it meant not eating for a week, then he was all for it.