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today, jungkook came up to me.
he smiled a big bright smile,
brighter than the piercing lights in the classroom.
he held out his hand, knuckles painted a deep red.
he opened his mouth and asked,
"would you like to play with me?"
i like jungkook.
jungkook is beautiful.
he smiles big smiles,
and holds out his hand to me.
but he's different.
they tell me to stay away from him,
because he'll hurt me.
but i like jungkook.
i don't care that he's different.
i don't even know why he's different!
so i nodded,
and grabbed his hand.
YOU ARE READING
JUNGKOOK IS DIFFERENT.
Fanfiction"i heard i'm not supposed to like him, because he's different." YK // complete
