hanging out with my friends at the school field,
i saw you.
by the looks of your fuzzy hair,
skinny body,
and bags below your eyes,
you look pathetic.
as you sat on a bench,
you are reading a book,
hiding from reality.
behind that tree,
i see you there,
all alone,
and truly unhappy.
i want to walk towards you,
to make you smile,
but who are you anyway?
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Weary [PJM]
FanfictionSometimes he would like to scream ❝SCREW THE WORLD!❞ for her. ( or Park Jimin is a nosy schoolmate that couldn't keep his nose out of a sad girl's business. ) 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐯 © 95SLUSH 2016