I'm not good enough (Jimin-centric

•~Chapter 11~•

Jimin didn't feel like going to school. He didn't feel like doing anything.

Jimin just stared at the wall with a blank expression. He was lost in his thoughts.

He sometimes wondered, wouldn't he be happier if he was dead? Being dead is much better than living this sufferable life.

Wouldn't others be happy too? So not only is he going to do them a favor by getting rid of himself, but he'll be doing himself a favor too.

Jimin sighed as he shook his head.

"You aren't fucking ready for school?! Get the fuck up, you useless faggot!" Jimin's mom yelled at him.

Jimin flinched at her words and nodded furiously. "I-I'll get up. Just p-please don't hurt me." Jimin trembled.

She scoffed and walked away, slamming the door shut.

Jimin let out a shaky sigh as he got up. He could already feel his whole body hurt. Everything was sore.

Jimin hissed as he walked to the bathroom. He saw that like always, he had bruises on his face.

Jimin applied his foundation to hide his bruises. He wouldn't want people to see how ugly he was.

He noticed that he was running out of it. He told himself he would buy more when he got time.

Jimin styled his hair and walked to his wardrobe. He wore a black hoodie and some light blue ripped jeans.

Jimin put on his hoodie, wanting to cover everything.

He grabbed his backpack and headed out the door. Everything seemed dull and dark as he walked down the road.

He stuffed his hands in his pocket as he looked down.

"Jumping off the bridge or suicide in the bathtub?" Jimin asked himself as he walked.

He was contemplating suicide and which way he would go.

He felt sad, knowing he would leave Ms. Ross but maybe it would be for the best.

Jimin snapped out of his thoughts as he reached the school.

He didn't care anymore. Nothing mattered. He didn't care if he got beat up, knowing he would soon be gone.

He went to his locker but didn't do anything. He just stood there. Motionless.

He saw BTS coming and his face expression didn't change. In a way, he kind of felt glad that they were helping him by slowly killing him.

"What did the school's pig say? Oink oink." Jin laughed in his face.

The others laughed but Jimin remained emotionless.

"Does anyone want to see me beat up this fat ass?" Jungkook yelled.

Many students laughed and giggled, cheering yes.

Jungkook smirked. He prepared his fists before he punched Jimin straight in the stomach.

Jimin hissed as he fell on the floor. But nothing else. His expression was still the same.

Jungkook grabbed Jimin by his hair and slammed his face on the ground.

It hurt. Really fucking bad. But Jimin didn't care what happened to him.

That pain was nothing compared to what he was feeling.

Jungkook turned Jimin around and punched his face. He kept on punching him until there were bruises on his face.

The rest joined in and tortured Jimin. They were all beating him up.

Jimin saw that no one said a thing or helped. They all just cheered for more. It truly is sad that society has turned into this.

By the time they were done, Jimin was bleeding profusely.

He grunted as he picked himself up. He felt pain everywhere.

He hissed but managed to walk inside the bathroom.

Purple bruises were forming all over his face. His lip was busted and it was bleeding.

Jimin hissed as he wet his face with water. He was so bruised up.

But yet, he didn't want anyone to see that. He applied some makeup to hide his hideous bruises.

In the end, he looked normal. He didn't look like he was hurting.

Jimin just sat down in the corner, staring into space. He chuckled to himself as he thought of jumping down the bridge.

He would finally be happy....

No longer would be breathing. He didn't deserve it anyways....

Jimin flinched as he heard the bell ring, signifying that it was lunch time.

Jimin's stomach grumbled. It had been days without food.

Jimin hissed as he picked himself off the floor. He put his backpack on his shoulder and started limping to the cafeteria.

The cafeteria fell silent ad he opened the doors. He didn't care anymore.

He just limped to the line, grabbing his tray of food.

He sat down in an empty table. He just stared at his food, deciding if he should eat or not.

'Do you really deserve it? You are going to die anyways. Someone else could be eating that instead of your fat ass self.'

Jimin snapped out of his thoughts when he saw BTS approaching him with a smirk on their faces.

Jimin just stared coldly at them.

"If it isn't the school's pig! And of course you're eating lunch! You never stop stuffing your mouth!" Jungkook exclaimed, laughing in his face.

The whole cafeteria burst out in laughter.

Normally, Jimin would have been embarrassed

But he just stayed emotionless. That's when you knew.....he had given up in life.

Namjoon noticed that he didn't react and was really confused. Normally he would have put his head down.

His eyes looked so dull. As if he were done. They had no emotions in it. Only a tint of sadness.

He ignored it. He was so convinced that he deserved this. If he wasn't so ugly then he wouldn't have gotten picked on.

Taehyung smirked as he handed Jungkook a carton of milk.

The members all smirked at each other before Jungkook spilled milk all over Jimin.

He smirked as the students laughed and took pictures.

Jimin looked down. He stood up and walked away, opening the cafeteria doors.

He looked back and gave them a smile before walking out.