𝐈𝐌 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 | 𝐏.𝐉𝐌

9

She had finally gotten the courage to face him again, but he didnt even acknowledge her.

That was the last straw.

"Park Jimin!" Her eyes welled up almost instantly, his body turning around to face her.

"What do you want, fat-"

Her sobs made him stop.

"I've been watching you slowly kill yourself meal upon meal. Torturing yourself into loosing the fat that isn't even there. Your skin and bones now, Jimin. Can't you see?"

His eyes floated to the mirror opposite him for a second, and then it hit him.

He had finally noticed everything he had done to his body, from the first meal he skipped.

His eyes welled up soon enough, and landed back on the girl who, now he just noticed was mirroring him.

Her collar bones more prominent than they should, and her body almost pure white.

"I...did this to you." It wasn't a question.

He knew now what he had done to both himself and the only person who had cared about him.

"I.."

She shook her head.

"I hope you figure things out. I know now, that you are much stronger than me."

Her words confused him, but he could not ask further as she had already left the room.