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The boy who was broken by my sister and i got closer.
We talked alot.
I brought him over every night.
And we would open the window.
Look out at the stars.
And just talk about random things.
You would get annoyed.
Yell at me about bringing boys late at night.
Me being me
I reminded him to leave me alone.
You got even angrier.
To the point where you punched Jimin in the face.
You did not say sorry as you stomped out the house with my sister's have in yours.
Jimin cried, hugging his knees.
Tears slipped through the creases of his hand.
That was tightly holding his bruising cheek.
"It's ok." I started to say.
"You got me right?"

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