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Part one: The Truth Untold~272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXppAGoi6fN
-Y/N’s Point of View-
My bully had his hands around my neck. But he wasn’t choking me. Outlining the shape of my face with his pointer finger, i shiver. I am trapped, barley able to move. We are in a black room, there are no walls to be seen. Only the flooring underneath us, and a light in the distance above us. I look around. He grabs my chin, turning my head. His lips linger on the top of my ear. His breath tickling and warm. He whispers “You are mine.” 272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkAYgvMdjfV
*Alarm clock goes off* 272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnUab9iveme
My alarm clock goes off. I look at the time and realize i am 5 minutes late. The sun is out. Grabbing my text books and 2 of my 3 ring binders, one blue and the other black, i shove them into my large backpack. Sliding a hoodie on over my black tank top, i put some leggings on to. Grabbing my keys and coffee, i feed the cat, say goodbye to her, and head to my car.
About to open my car door, i pause and take a deep breath. Content with the smell of morning rain and dew, i get into my car and drive to school.
When you get there, you head to your first class. World History. Your world history professor, Ms.Hwang, greets you. Smiling back at her, you take your seat.
Noticing someone in the front corner of the classroom, Ms.Hwang begins class. “Morning scholars. Today we will be using book 3, Cultures and Societies, Chapter 27. But first, greet our new exchange student, Park Jimin.” She smiles and tells Jimin to introduce himself.
”Annyeong, my name is Park Jimin. I am from Busan, South Korea and i like to dance. I am looking forward to getting to know you all a bit better this semester.” He glances at you and smirks.
Surprised, you decide he was just being nice. Getting out your text book, you hear Ms.Hwang. “Thankyou Mr.Park. You May take a seat next to Ms.Y/N.” She says and points to the seat on your right. You look up, then at Jimin, and last to the seat next to you. Distracted you hear 3 other girls in the back of the class room giggling.
Looking behind you, they give you dirty glances and scoff. One of them even mouths “freak” silently.
Wishing that this class was already over, you lean your head on your hand and read to chapter 30. Taking lots of various notes, you name the heading of your paper “Communication.”
Ms.Hwang announces the class over. As you grab your assignments once more, one of the three girls walk over and knock it out of your hands. Looking up while collecting the rest of your papers you say “What the actual hell Sarah-“ but you are cut off by the new student. He looks her slutty outfit up and down. “If i were you, i would go put on another pound of makeup, to atleast make your face bearable. Guys would probably be disappointed to see you without it.” He says.
Shocked, she stumbles, glancing at me, then jimin and back to me. Rolling her eyes, she walks out the classroom in her 3 inch heels. You tell Jimin thankyou, avoiding his eye contact, and exit the room. He chases after you. 272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx1NYKgJxA2
-Jimin’s Point of View-
I introduce myself to class. I cant stop glancing at this one girl. She has got brown hair and bright blue eyes. She looks tired. Making eye contact with her, i smile. She looks confused, disreguarding my existence, she focuses back on her school work. There are 3 other girls in the back of the room though. Uncomfortable, I notice that they wont stop staring at me. One winks. The professor, Ms.Hwang, directs me to a seat next to the mysterious girl. Apparently her name is Y/N. Making me feel a little bit better, my hopes rise at the thought of talking to her.
Yawning i am exhausted. This class is really long. The only non-boring part is watching Y/N study and concentrate. She looks stressed and her eyebrows knit together in confusion when she reads a sentence she doesnt understand.
She is so cute. I think to myself. Watching her blue eyes dart back and forth from her text book to her notes, making my heart speed up.272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Q3si9JVR9
Next thing you know, class is over.
I gather my newly assigned work, when i see that the girl who winked at me, walk up to Y/N. She knocks the work out of Y/N’s hands. “What the actual hell Sarah-“ i hear Y/N say, but before she can finish, i walk up to “Sarah” and and go off. I dont know why i feel so protective over Y/N, it seems like an instinct. When i am done, she looks shocked and rolls her eyes at Y/N. Y/N thanks me, avoiding eye contact and quickly walks out of the room. I go after her, only to see another guy bothering her. She is staring at the ground in disappointment, as if he was scolding her. He lifts her chin his left hand and tries to kiss her, but she turns away. 272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0EDhEYwLnB
He slaps her.
When he is gone, she looks away in disgust, sliding down the wall, she sits with her knees pulled up to her chest. Wrapping her arms around her knees, she lowers her head. She starts crying. Hesitant, i want to go to her, comfort her and let her know that everything is going to be fine.
Looking around, i make sure no is here. My heart pounding, i walk towards her...
-Y/N’s Point of View-
My bully is yelling at me for not dressing up and doing my makeup. Like his ex Girlfriend, Sarah.
He expects so much from me but we arent dating.
He acts like it.
I stare at the floor, numb. He lifts my chin and tries to kiss but i turn my head, in return i feel the pain of his slap on my cheek. Watching him walk to his next class, i try my hardest keeping a blank expression, so that he doesnt get to see the effect it had on me. Sliding down the wall i start to cry. Remembering moments of when my abusive stepdad would slap me if i did something he didnt like. Or if i did something “incorrect” meaning it wasn’t done “perfectly” or “his way”.
I jump in fear when someone puts their hand on my shoulder.
I look up.
Seeing it is the new exchange student, i scoot away. “How long have you been here??” I say defensively. Wiping my red, puffy eyes.
”Enough to see what happened.” Jimin says.
He looks nervous, even sad.
“I saw you leaving the class after thanking me, i went after you... I-i thought maybe we could hangout sometime?...” 272Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0gESWVUu6W
Looking at him, i notice he is anxious. His hands are shaking the slightest bit.. he see’s me watching him and puts his hands behind his back.
I stand up.
“Sorry Jimin, i wish i could b-but... i dont think... someone would like that very much. I will see you tomorrow in class though, right?”
Ignoring my questions, he ask’s his own.
”Is that your boyfriend.”
He says bluntly, as if it hurts him to ask. He is staring deeply into my eyes. I pause and look down.
“No, he is not.”
i answer simply and head to my next class.
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