A/N: happy birthday mint sugar ilysm 💕
sorry if this story is more slow paced than you think D;

jeon jungkook.

September 9, 12:34 pm

"Who's Nam Seolhee?" I asked the girls sitting in front of me who have been fussing about a random girl everyone just started talking about. It confuses me since I've heard that name all around the school and I badly wanted to know who she was.

I watched as both of the girls turned their heads at me, giving me distasteful looks probably because I asked that question. They then exchanged glances to each other. One of them sighs and looks at me.

"Seolhee is that shy lunatic who always gets in a fight, you know? It's pretty ironic. Rumors say that her dad died because of heart attack and her being a disgrace to her family." She said, more like rapped since it seemed like it didn't really matter.

My eyes widened at what she said. Was that really her or are they making it up? I know how much I hate rumors myself but this time it made me so curious about this girl.

"What's her class?" I asked her in clear enthusiasm. She exchanged looks with her friend again and then they shared a laugh.

"Don't tell us you're going to talk to her or something? I mean, they all say that she at least killed one person before, even before she became a reason her father died. So we don't really want you to come near her." The other friend said and they went back to talking to each other, leaving me be.

What?

There's a really small thought inside my head saying that she's SH. But what are the possibilities? SH might live near me but I don't think it can be her. Her name fits well with SH but there's so many other people that may fit with that as well.

I yawned and stretched my arms in the air along with my feet. I leaned back on my chair, throwing my head back and started thinking who she may be. She makes me curious right now, actually everything they just said about her makes me curious as well.

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September 9, 6:02 pm

"Nam Seolhee, Nam Seolhee, Nam Seolhee.." I muttered under my breath a few times.

"What's with her?" I heard Jimin ask from beside me, leaning so close with a silly smile on his face. I quickly got my hand and pushed his whole face away from me.

He let out a sigh. "Yah, Jungkook-ah, your girlfriend is waiting outside her classroom for about an hour now and you haven't even got to her? Shouldn't you be the one waiting for her instead? Bro, if you want to be a good boyfriend you can ask me steps on how to be one."

Annoyed, I quickly pushed him away from me because he was distracting my thoughts alot. I couldn't focus on thinking about this Seolhee girl. Throughout the whole day, I wasn't given the chance to see her face yet. Time never allows me.

"Shut up Park Jimin. I'm trying to think here. You act like you have a girlfriend or something when you don't even have the guts to ask anyone out." I told him, irritated.

I then felt his hands on my chest, pushing me back with small force. "Yah, stop sassing me. You have a girlfriend Jeon Jungkook, so stop thinking about any other girl. Now g to her." He commanded me and pointed towards a direction away from him.

It was the second time he mentioned 'girlfriend' when I finally got into my senses.

Jinshil, how could I forget?

I quickly ran my way towards where Jinshil might be but surprisingly, she isn't there anymore. I stood there in confusion. How could she just disappear?

I then felt my phone buzz in my pocket and I immediately brought it out, only to find a text message from Jinshil saying something like, 'Go home now. Yoorae is walking with me home. You're making me wait again, oppa so I left T~T'

I groaned in frustration, my insides twisting in guilt.

Just when I finally had her as my girlfriend is when I'll bring her down and disappoint her.

Without anything to do in the campus anymore, I've finally decided to walk home by myself. My friends all probably ditched me anyway, and besides I'm tired.

It wasn't long until I heard half of all the light switches of the hallways building go off, the building turning a little dim in a few seconds. It just tell me that the school is closing. A few classrooms' lights were being switched off as well.

What caught my eye is that performing arts room's door was wide open and all the lights were open. I walked inside the room and saw that the stock room's door inside was opened as well, a small bag leaning on the wall near it, having it zipped wide open.

third person.

Jungkook could hear sounds of cardboard boxes being moved by a person and it made him curious of what's happening inside. As discrete as possible, he walked slowly towards to door only to see a person's figure moving swiftly out of the stock room's door, an unknown long object on hand that she tried her best to hide.

Their eyes met for a moment, leaving Jungkook unable to move. The unknown girl with the long, silky black hair and the beautiful pale face with tear-stained cheeks didn't have time to spare with anyone right now.

Jungkook could just swear to himself that he has seen this face before.

But the girl didn't have anyone in mind at the moment, she just wanted to escape. She didn't have the time to put in her mind that it was Jungkook she was talking to, the guy who told her she was beautiful the other day.

Breaking his gaze, she immediately grabbed and wore her backpack from the corner and was about to leave the room before anything else happens, but what she doesnmt know is that it's too late.

(A/N: why am I thinking of Do Bok Soon? Why am I so ulzzang trash omf)

Overwhelmed by the sudden fast action, Jungkook's eyes widen in surprise as he called her before she leaves the room. "Hey," He called, "I feel like I've seen you before.. What's that you're hiding?" He said in confusion, his eyes focused on the object the girl was trying to hide behind her back.

Seolhee trembled at his sudden question.

What she was hiding behind her was a long rope the drama group used for a play last week.

Seolhee knew where it was located from her "friend" since her friend thought that she was just asking an innocent question. But little does she know that Seolhee has gone shit everyday, trying to endure all the pain her mom has given her, trying to help herself stand up and be strong in front of her own mother, trying to help herself breathe.

Seolhee thought this rope could help this night be the last night she'll ever had in her life. No more pain, no more suffering, no more breath and no more life.

"Hey, what's that you're hiding?" Jungkook asking again, trying hard not to sound impatient. Seolhee's throat was dry, her eyes trying to focus on Jungkook and her hands sweating.

"I-It's a rope.." she stuttered, "I need it for my... Arts subject." she then stammered in response since it was difficult for her to find an excuse.

She thought that she could get away with lying but Jungkook was smarter than she thought. He felt suspicious as he eyed her fiddling hand movement and her bad eye contact.

There are so many things she could do with that rope.

Jungkook had many thoughts in his head but for some reason, he wanted to get the rid of the rope on her hand.

So he shook his head and replied. "No wait, I'm sorry you're mistaken. I asked permission from Goo seonsaengnim that I'll use this rope and no one else should use it after I do. I'm only picking it up now, I'm sorry." He lied and slowly pried the rope away from Seolhee's hand.

He knew he had to do it but he doesn't know exactly why.

She was speechless, she didn't know what to do after that small gesture just stopped her from doing something stupid.

Without saying a word, she shook her head and walked away from him and headed away from the school building, groaning in frustration as she knows who to hate now.

Jeon Jungkook, she thought, It's that motherfucker Jeon Jungkook.

She hated how he stopped her from killing herself that easy since she couldn't bring herself new ideas how to kill herself this night.

She wanted it to be more painless than falling off a cliff or getting stabbed to death, she just wanted to hang herself because it just helps her die faster and less painful than she thinks.

But he made her a lot pissed.

How can she hang herself now? There's no ropes in her house. She doesn't even want to come home anyway because that meant having to face her own mother. All she did was stay in the school garden for a while before it closes with a rock and a pencil on hand.

Dear No One,

Somebody stopped me from killing myself today. This is bullshit.

- SH

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A/N: i love writing this story so much and i hope you love reading it as much :>

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