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Every step Jungkook took was like a kick in his stomach, he felt like throwing up.

School was the worst, the literal hell, like a prison for Jungkook.

He hated it, he hated it so much that he just felt like screaming, he didn't want to go.

He didn't want the bullies to destroy him again, he was already broken enough.

The place called school was an extremely dangerous place for gay people, everyone in that school was homophobic. Nobody tolerated homosexuality, not even the teachers.

Jungkook felt lost in there, as if he was trapped with hungry tigers that were just about to eat him up.

The people in there were horrible, all so stuck-up and full of themselves, saying that they were horrible was definitely an understatement.

Jungkook had problems to gulp, his throat had gotten so tight that it was difficult for him to breathe.

His mouth felt drier than ever and he was so pale that he looked sick.

His legs grew weak as he stood in front of the school building, old memories repeating themselves in his head.

How did the people know that he was gay? Easy, he made out with a popular and extremely gay boy (they even had sex) and he blurted it out.

And in a few days the whole school was well aware of the fact that Jeon Jungkook was homosexual.

People started bullying him for it, screaming about how much of a disgrace he is. And soon enough Jeom Jungkook had a new nickname, 'lonely boy'.

There wasn't one day without Jungkook crying because of how lonely he was, he felt more than just alone.

He felt like he was left alone in this cruel world, he had no one to protect him and no one really cared about him, it was more than just awful for him.

And the whole thing started again as he entered the school building, the laughters, the insults, the angry glares and maybe also a few pitiful glances.

But there was one difference this year, Jungkook had gotten stronger against them.

He was numb from all of this that he didn't care anymore, they could hate him all they wanted, he was sick of hiding.

If he'd hide, he'd be unhappy.

Now he ousted himself but he's still unhappy.

There was no way to be happy in this kind of society.

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ITS BEEN YEARS

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