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"Look who is coming! The emo girl~~".

You're walking down the hallway while looking at the floor, trying your best to ignore the people in that area. Students still standing by their lockers with their friends and some of them are teasing you about your face and physical appearance and even showing their arms and playfully pretending that they're cutting their skin with an invisible razor or something and laugh loudly. They would purposely bump their shoulders with you just to get your attention.

"Watch it, idiot".

"Wipe that ugly face of yours with a mop, will ya?".

"What a weird headed girl".

"You're not wanted here. Get out of this school!".

"Boohoo you're gonna cry, emo?".

Every day in school, students will call you names and would hurt you with their spiteful words just to see you being miserable as you already are. Every step to your classroom feels so heavy and very far. Shutting your eyes as you quickly wanted to get out from that place, you bumped into a wall and you fell back and landed on your butt, making everyone in that place laugh out loud and even taking some pictures of you. Could this day get any worse, you thought.

"I'm sorry, I didn't watch where I was going. Are you okay?".

Funny that the wall that you just collide with can talk. Knowing that it's a person, you quickly grabbed your bag and squeeze it between your arms and hurriedly went away from that person.

You went inside your class and reach to your seat which located at the very back of the class, at the left corner, near the window. Nobody sits next to your right as it is always empty and to be said that whoever sits there, they'll be cursed and become like you. Which is not true though. They just wanted you to be alone and nobody wants to be friends with you.

The sound of bell rings and students went inside the class. You let out your History book and wait for the teacher to turn up. A few minutes later, your History teacher went in with a person and laugh as they're talking. Both of them caught all of the students' attention, including you. Your teacher gestured him to stand next to her and faces the students.

"Okay class, good morning. As I'm standing here, I wanted to introduce him to you guys. He is an exchange student from Korea and wanted to learn more about this country's culture. He will be staying here for 6 months and I wanted you guys to welcome him and make some great memories together. You can introduce yourself", your teacher gestures him and he nodded and bow to you.

"Hello~ my name is Kim Namjoon but you can call me RM or Namjoon. I hope I can make some memories with you guys and please treat me well. Thank you". He bows again and some girls are squealing as he finishes his intro. He makes an eye contact with you and you quickly avert your sight to your table. The teacher assigns him to sit next to you and you startled when he made his way towards you and sits next to you. You can already sense that you've got some defiant stare around you. You try to ignore it and did not suspect what's happening next.

"Hey umm, I'm sorry that I bumped into you before class. I was pretty lost back there hehe", he said to you as he rubs his neck. You stare at his handsome face and caught up to his dimple. Cute, you thought.

"No, it's okay. I'm not looking at my surrounding back there", you reply back to him. "What's your name?", he asked. "_____", you respond back. He pulls out his hand and you accept it. "Nice to meet you ______".

Since then, you and Namjoon are friends, the teasing lessens. Not that it's completely gone but you've been feeling happy since they don't bother you much like before. Namjoon is a very sweet and loving guy and you can't help but have feelings towards him but of course, your brain tells you do not have high hope because a guy like Namjoon will not have the same feelings about you too. Therefore, you keep it to yourself and let your feelings suffer.

Time flies and it's almost time for him to go back to his country. You're very sad as you think about how you will survive in school when he's not around you. Who will listen to your cries when you have problems, the one who always gives you advice when you feel like there's no solution to your problematic life, cares for you as if you're wanted in this cruel world.

You and Namjoon hang out at the park where you both always at throughout his stay. You guys sit on a bench and just stare at the sky. You doubt to yourself whether you should confess to him now or let it be hidden. You're afraid that he will not want to be your friend anymore if you admit it but you also can't hold it in anymore. It's now or never.

"Namjoon.. I want to tell you something..". "What is it?", he asked. You clasp your hands as you take a deep breath.

"I want these feelings to be acknowledged by you and I have loved you ever since we've become friends. You brighten my world and you make me happy just by your smile. Your laugh is music to my ears and you're the one that understands me most in this universe. I know that it's late of me to say this but you're the one.. Kim Namjoon.. I love you..".

You don't know why but you felt your eyes watery as you confess to him. He looks at you in the eyes and rises up from his seat. He went far-off a bit from you and put his both hands behind his head and silently curse to himself. He took a quick look at you and turns back. You felt somehow sad at his reaction when you said you love him. You look down to your hand that rested on your thigh and ready for him to reject you.

"I should be the one to admit that I love you first ______. Not the other way round..". Namjoon bends his knee and closes his eyes when he said that. You look at him and were taken aback.

"Y-you love me?", you ask him. He let out a deep breath and looks at you. He stands up and went to sit back to the bench. It was silent for a while until you break it. "Namjoon, to be honest with you.. I don't expect you to return back my feelings as you know that a girl like me will never be with a guy like you. You know that I've been bullied at school and they don't really like me as if I'm a very disgusting person. With that, I really do think that I'm disgusting and also pathetic. They would ask me to stay away from you as I'm not a person that should be hanging out with. I'm no beauty nor pretty like them in school and I hate myself for comparing my physical self with them..".

He let out an audible sigh and began to face his body to you. "How can you be so blind with your beauty? ______, you're beautiful. Don't let it get inside your head when they said you're not. I can't believe such person like you not see how amazing you are.. They may be pretty and all but I don't think so they have a pretty personality like you. How your mind works when you thought about something that no one notices and little things you did and say pretty and beautiful. You need to love yourself ______.. Because I love you just the way you are..". Namjoon stands up and held out his hand to you, signaling you to hold it back and you did and you stand up. His next words make you touched.

"To the world, you're one person... to this person, you're the world", he pointed at himself and smiles at you. You feel like you wanted to cry and within a second, Namjoon pulls you to his body and hold you tight. "Don't forget about me ______.. I promise I will come back to you in the future. Please wait for me..". He pulls back and touches your hair and put it behind your ears. He then kisses your forehead and hugs you again as he sways slowly. 

"I'll wait for you Namjoon..". 







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I change it a bit and I hope you like it @emo_demon18 ^^ I'm sorry if it's not to your liking but yeah I'll do my best again hehe. For others, do send some request if you want one!

I have something to ask you guys. Should I stop writing this One-Shots? I've been making this book since 2014 and as I'm writing, I feel that it's not that good and I would hesitate to write one but I still have some imagines I haven't publish it yet. But guys, should I stop? Because to me,  it's a very annoying imagines that no one likes to read but I'm writing this because I wanted to improve my English and I wanted to connect with other ARMYs from other countries. If you guys agreed, then I will stop writing this book.

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