dear jungkook,

and i never found out which was worse.

the fact that you didn't care;

or the fact that i did.

from, jimin.

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jeongguk stared at the piece of paper left on his desk by park jimin. he sighed and placed his head in his hands and sighed once more. taehyung hadn't attended school that day, so nobody could ask him what was wrong, or if he was okay, since jeongguk wasn't really one of the popular kids in the class that everyone cared out.

"jimin..." jeongguk whispered to nobody really, since jimin wasn't in, and even if he was, he'd be hidden in the bathroom probably crying his eyes out because of the bullying. "why are you doing this?"