The sunlight bestowed your room, falling incessantly over your lying figure. The warmth of the morning brought a cozy feeling in your heart. Glancing lazily here and there, you finally spotted the ticking machine. An inaudible groan escaped your lips. With a frown on your face you sat up, but that frown soon turned into sweet smile when you found the little birds chirping and peeking through your wooden window.
"Sweety, if you are done feeling like a seal, then please get up, and do something productive." Your mom's voice brought your attention from the cute creatures to her words. You gave a slow nod and she left, uttering words that you are all too familiar with.
Your life is sweet like a salt. Right, it appears, but that's just deceptive nature of your life. This masquerade, it's not something you mull over too much. It has been like this, since forever. You being a good girl, an obedient daughter, and listening to every taunt they throw in your direction-because it's just never enough to be enough.
The mellow smile never betrayed your soft lips because smiling is an escape for you. Just smile, Nobody will bother with your miseries. Not like people are concerned about others lives but smile stale off the noisy people.
Pushing aside the fluffy blanket you got up, to become productive-as per quoted by your mom.
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"Y/N!! How much time will you gonna" Your mother's shrill voice halted when she noticed your figure descending through stairs. "Here you are ! I thought you will again show your turtle skills." Another chesty remarks but you didn't react. Your mother continued, making sure your attention was on her.
"Sweety, I have some work, so be a good little child- take your food from canteen and just try not to embarass yourself in any way on your first day." Her sweet voice dwindled to a firm one when she said the last words. "Come home straight. If I got to know about you roaming
around the streets it won't be good for you." And with that, she left. Without a single glance, without an all the best, even an insincere one would have made you smile but that didn't bother you much. You are used to it. Same words, same emotions -just different days. You have a lovely family, in which you matter more than anything, and anything here includes nothing. You just matters, you feel that, but in what way, you are afraid to seek the answer.Your weak smile turned into a pout when you felt your tummy growling because of hunger . "It's fine, I can make something, or can have oats." You assured yourself as you moved towards kitchen.
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Taking your accessories and checking yourself so you won't embarass yourself, you stepped out from your house. you let the breeze hit your smooth skin, an inaudible sigh leaving your lips. Your eyes as usual wander around the streets - new faces , new enthusiasm, new life. Laughters and chatters filled your ears as you crossed a cafe, making your stomach clench because of tasty fragrance of freshly baked cookies and hot choco. Your senses coaxing you to grab a bite but you knew better than to give in to your senses. You don't fanthom the idea of getting late, so with alot of resilience you walked past those sweet callings.
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"fuck off!" Jungkook growled with bubbling frustration in his veins, his chiesled jaw set in a tight lock while his gaze hardened on the boy in front of him, barely holding himself to not to punch the soul out of the boy standing infront of him.
"Why? Your alien body can't tolerate any human presence?" Mark leaned on the locker, a smug expression adorning his face, making the former boy seethe in anger.
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FanfictionTo all those girls out there, who feel like they are not enough- You are enough for yourself, and him. _______________________________________ " Beauty of Chaos " ____________________________________________ "I wish I could show you, when you are...