Day Thirteen

Today Hoseok told me who the orange haired man was.

He said that his name was Jimin, and that he was one of his closest friends. I wondered if I was one of Hoseok's closest friends as well. I also wondered if Hoseok thought about me as more than that.

My mood dropped once I realized that this was probably one sided, as I don't see why he would like me.

Hoseok asked how I was feeling and I said fine. He frowned.

I don't like making Hoseok unhappy.

My wrists itched.

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