eight
she hates me.
she didn't even care if i'm late or not, and she treats me as i'm invisible in class.
i miss the moment where she called me weak and glare at me.
but now she don't even made any eye contact with me, and avoid any turns that i'm in.
despite all that,
i keep thinking about her pretty smile more than my own beauty.
a man who can't say sorry,
kim seokjin.
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