another day. another day where taehyung will wake up and go to school with not a smile on his face, but a paper bag.

he wishes that online school was an option, taehyung enjoys the thought of hiding behind a screen. that's the only way the teen was able to make a friend, a friend he's been quite fond of. the two have never sent each other self photos, never felt the need to. we're so quick to prejudice, it's nice to talk and get to know someone without a face. the only thing taehyung worries about is what would happen if jimin ever saw his face. would he be so quick to leave? would he not want to be associated with someone as ugly as him? would he throw the friendship they built just because of something as simple as a face? taehyung doesn't know why he's worrying so much, as jimin is only an online friend.

@jimpark mornin' vante! hope your
day goes well ^o^

taehyung smiled sheepishly at his phone.

@v.ante good morning <3 you too, chim!

taehyung knew that whenever he felt alone, or had a shitty day, jimin would have open arms ready to take him in. he's the sweetest and most adorable boy taehyung has ever met. and this may be the first time that someone, other than his family, has treated him as human.

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"you will complete the project with your elbow partner. that's it class, have a good day!" the whole class groaned at this information, as the classroom was seated alphabetically.

taehyung's partner turned to him, the palm of this hand placed on his forehead. taehyung frowned at this.

"look," namjoon, taehyung's partner, started. "i'm not sure if my mother would allow you in the house with that paper bag on your head, so we'll have to do it at yours."

no. taehyung's parents can't know that he wears a paper bag over his head. they'll burn every bag they can find.

"t-that can't happen!" taehyung squeaked. "my parents don't allow s-strangers in the house."

"ah shit. well we aren't doing this in public," namjoon said, resting his elbow on his desk. "let's just do it at mine. i'll make sure my parents are out of the house. oh. and make sure to never speak of this. even talking to you right now is lowering my reputation." namjoon left a sticky note with his number on taehyung's paper bag, leaving the classroom with a huff.

taehyung sighed in defeat, later getting up and leaving this hell of a classroom.

it was lunch and taehyung didn't really know where to go. he was tempted to leave property, but that's what most people did. so he just went outside, and sat on a bench.

he saw a trio of boys, two which he recognized from his art class. hoseok and jungkook. the dicks who drew literal dicks on taehyung's paper bag.

jungkook kept looking taehyung's direction, snickering to his friends. the three eventually came closer.

"hey look, it's the paper bag princess!" jungkook shouted. "did a dragon burn your clothes?" the younger fake cried.

when taehyung didn't answer, jungkook punched his shoulder.

"hey i'm talking to you!" jungkook snapped. "why do you wear that dumb paper bag anyways? you so ugly you make people cry?"

jungkook grabs the paper bag and goes to rip it. the unfamiliar from the trio tried to stop his friend, but was too late.

"stop it, jungkook! you're going too far!" the shorter punches jungkook in the face, causing jungkook to fall and take the paper bag with him.

the trio immediately gasped at the reveal of taehyung's face.

taehyung bursted into tears, running away from the group. jimin looks back at his friends, chasing after taehyung, not before flipping them off.

taehyung was found at the side of the school, head between his knees. taehyung heard the footsteps stop.

"just beat me! i don't care. might as well kill me while you're at it," taehyung cried, bringing his knees closer to his chest.

"hey, don't talk like that," the voice was calming, and felt like cherry blossoms kissing his wounds. "i'm sorry that my friends are dicks. they're not usually like that," the boy sighed.

taehyung hasn't said a word.

"well... my name is jimin. what's yours?"

taehgung's eyes widened at the name, even though jimin is a common name.

"i-i'm tae," taehyung's voice was muffled by his clothes.

"nice to meet you, tae!" jimin smiled brightly, sitting in front of taehyung. "do you want to stay here or walk around?"

"c-can you find me a p-paper bag?" taehyung asked, wiping his tears.

"why do you need a paper bag? tae, what's wrong?" jimin asked, concerned, rubbing the latters knee.

"why do you think?" taehyung cried, lip quivering and tears running down his face.

jimin stared at taehyung, the younger feeling like he's being evaluated.

"no homo, but you might be the prettiest boy i've ever seen."

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yo hoes

i apologize if this seems shitty or rushed, but that's bcs it is 😪

also i really want a gf and might be catching feelings for this girl 👀 she's so cute and shdjdjjd she basically said i was her type 😭🤚

i slept over at her house once which was pretty rad 🥴

okay bye