ten: agitated

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12:00pm, school day.

"are there no more papers to be passed" Prof Hope asked while raising the piles of arranged papers on his hands, no one replied.

this is our last classwork for this day, and all of us rushed to end this right away.

"no more, okay, class dismissed" our professor said in his tired voice, and couldn't wait to leave the noisy and scattered place.

well, we couldn't blame him for acting so tired and lousy, all of us are tired too and we understand each other.

"p-professor w-wait! you still haven't took mine-" a classmate of mine tried to catch up but he already left the class.

"oh gosh, goodluck chasing him on the corridors" one chuckled, she didn't mind her fried and she dashed out of the door while waving her paper on the air and screaming like a gorilla.

all of us saw the way she was running, and we laughed at how funny she was.

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end of classes, everyone left the classroom except Jisoo and i, so we also left the room then we took the way home.

while we were walking on the corridors, we're currently talking about the things that our busy asses are gonna do for the next semester.

welp, this is Senior High School life.

" back when we were still in Junior High, we didn't took the importance of studying, and our teachers were nice enough to give us high grades when we were constantly failing" i chuckled, so did Jisoo.

"i even failed all of my tests in Math, where the hell did i get A+ for my final grade" she laughs with me.

but now that we're in a year closer to College, we're now being trained for our better futures, it's not always a "happy go lucky" in this place.

"same sis-" i stopped my sentence when.

'Y/n" a voice calls my name from the other side of the corridor.

"oh Jimin, what are you doing here?" i asked him, he looks so happy right now.

"i'm happy that i was able to see you here today" he gives me this cute smile.

"oh yeah by the way, Jisoo, this is my friend, Jimin, and Jisoo, this is my new friend, Jimin" i looked at Jimin and at Jisoo.

she looked so stunned to speak, and staring all over his face, she looked at me and to him.

is he really that handsome that other girls get stunned as well?

 "and don't worry, he is very friendly" i added.

she smiles at him and says "hello Jimin, n-nice to meet you"

"nice meeting you too, Jisoo" he said in a cheerful manner.

"by the way, i have to leave now, nice seeing y'all here today" he waves a goodbye at us.

"goodbye!" i said then he left the empty corridor.

"he's very friendly, right?" i asked with a smile.

"y-yes, very much" she agrees on my last sentence then we left the place.

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walking after school is really tiring and stressful, and it's so hot outside, and i feel like being in a Sauna out here, the humid is sticking onto my body so much!

i entered the gate of my house, slowly walking to the entrance of my home, but i stopped when i saw the windows of my living room open, and i could also hear so many screams.

i gulped my own saliva, here they go again.

"you don't even know what's the best for our family!" my father yelled at my mom.

"stop acting like you're the smartest person in the world! you bitch!" my mom yelled back.

" you can't even take care of your own children!" my father shouted.

i was frozen on the door, not knowing what to do next, but i didn't wanted to stay any longer out in this hot fucking place, so i did not hesitate to open the door.

i entered the door, my eyes landed on the messy living room seeing the expensive ruined vases and scattered pillows made my emotions go down.

my parents froze after seeing me, i gave them a sorrowful look, my mom had tears on her face.

i ignored them and immediately went upstairs and dashed to my bedroom door, locking myself in there.

i could still hear them screaming from down there, tears started to run all over my face, they've been fighting and arguing since i was a child.

growing up with parents who are like this was never easy for me, seeing them hurt and abuse each other was also killing me inside softly.

they are mentally hurting me and my whole mental health, i'm hating this.

i threw my bag on the other side of the room and sat down on the corner, my tears couldn't stop flowing down, i could still hear their loud screams and yells from the living room.

i covered my ears with both of my hands after hearing another glass that shattered, my teeth began to clench, and my tears were unstoppable.

i have so much trauma because of their fights.

i stayed on that spot, trying not to even move an inch.

until i didnt notice that i fell asleep.

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