dear jungkook, 

you claim you don't recall us being friends.
well, you know how the sky is grey?
so is my life, now that you've
forgotten me.

from, jimin. 

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"jimin wrote this?" jeongguk turns and asks his friend, taehyung, who stares at the piece of paper with raised eyebrows. he doesn't know himself, since he hasn't even spoken to jimin alone, and he doesn't think he wants to, because of all the things jeongguk has said about him. 

taehyung only stares at jeongguk blankly, "it says from jimin, so, i'd assume so." taehyung takes a wild guess and falls backwards into his seat, staring at the ceiling while taking a large sigh.

"it's just...i've not done any of these things to him." jeongguk lies to taehyung, whose eyes widen.

"if you hadn't done any of these things..." taehyung stares softly, wondering how we can word this safely. "then...how can he say things like this? i'm sure he's not making these things up. and, it's likely it's true. i'm not trying to drag you, but, you know." 

"taehyung, i-" jeongguk was about to begin, but they saw jimin walk into the classroom so they stopped talking.

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yo !! so my mum just sent an email to a counselling place god send hel p