Hurt | jjk ff

Devil

~ Lunch Time ~

I ended up skipping my entire class because I just couldn't bear to face neither of Jungkook or Yerim.

Heading toward the stairway that lead to the rooftop to eat my lunch like always, I suddenly heard Jungkook's voice gradually approaching where I was from afar.

Greatly panicking, I hurriedly hid myself behind a wall so he wouldn't be able to spot me.

"Man, I cant find Seoyeon anywhere." I heard him anxiously say, his audible footsteps echoing through the entire hallway followed by a several others.

"God Jungkook, you make me want to doubt you like Yerim because you talk about Seoyeon so much." His friend joked.

"Psh, no I dont." Jungkook eagerly denied.

"Okay then, if Yerim and Seoyeon were drowning and you could only save one, who would you choose?" Another friend questioned, causing my heart to skip a beat from the nervousness and thrill.

Who's he going to choose?

"Yerim." Jungkook answered without hesitation.

Ouch.

"Don't get me wrong, Seoyeon's a really important person to me. But it's just, I don't like her in that way you know."

Again, ouch.

Their conversation and contended laughter began to fade away, indicating that it was safe for me to come out.

Letting out a depressed sigh, I gloomily headed up the stairway toward the rooftop with my shoulders sadly slouched.

Inevitably, my heart was broken.

I mean, I knew the evident fact that Jungkook had feelings exclusively for Yerim. But for some apparent, idiotic reason, I still anticipated.

And again, I was hurt by my stupid hopes.

Reaching the rooftop, I sluggishly plopped down onto the concrete ground and took out my sandwich to eat like usual.

But suddenly, I was interrupted by a the door forcefully opening, revealing a happy-looking Jimin.

Seeing me sitting up here all alone, his eyebrow raised in utter bewilderment.

"Seoyeon? What're you doing up here?" He confusedly asked.

"Just trying to clear my head." I casually responded.

"Is everything alright?" He generously asked, being that genuinely thoughtful and wholehearted friend he's been.

I responded with a nod of assurance, although everything was an absolute catastrophe inside my head right at this moment.

Situating himself next to me, Jimin let out a tired sigh.

"Why are you up here?" I asked him back, only to receive a careless shrug of his shoulders.

"I come up here a lot when I get bored." He replied.

Suddenly spotting the sandwich in my hand, he hungrily stared it like a little puppy with its mouth watering as it stared at its treat.

I couldn't help but let out a chuckle at his adorable behavior, which somehow reminded me of Jungkook.

"Do you perhaps... want a bite?" I curiously asked, slowly handing out the sandwich for him to eat.

Gleefully nodding his head in response, he took a small bite out of the corner of it.

"So, did you hear about Jungkook and Yerim-" Jimin said in attempt to come up with a topic to talk about, but he immediately shut his mouth upon the remembrance of me happening to have the biggest crush on Jungkook.

"Oh, right. Sorry." He regretfully apologized.

"It's okay. I knew he would never like me anyways." I mumbled downheartedly, forcing a frail smile in order to conceal my inner despair.

Seeing my broken simper, Jimin's expression softened.

"Seoyeon..." He pitifully muttered.

But unexpectedly, he began to gradually lean in closer toward me with his arm for support on the ground, his eyes glued on my lips as he eagerly aimed for them.

Extremely taken back by his bemusing action, I hurriedly placed both of my palms on his chest and stopped him, awkwardly backing my face away from his.

"Uh, what do you think you're doing?" I questioned him with an eyebrow raised.

"Trying to kiss you?" He carelessly answered, as if it wasn't a big deal at all and he was rather used to situations like this.

"And who the hell gave you the permission to do that?" I agitatedly asked, a bit angered by his arrogant attitude toward me.

"Come on, just go out with me and forget about Jungkook." Jimin flirted nonchalantly, hungrily scanning my entire body with his eyes sparkling with nothing but lust visible in them.

"What's wrong with you today? Why're you acting like this?" I anxiously asked in concern, assuming there was a certain cause to his extremely strange behavior.

"Seoyeon, you have no idea how much I've always wanted you." He whispered with an erotic smirk creeping onto his face, his muscular hand gently grasping onto my thigh as he lightly caressed it.

Utter repulsion and rage instantly combusting inside of me, I forcefully slapped his hand away and fiercely shoved him with all my might.

Hurriedly standing up on my feet, I shot him a deadly glare with fire blazing in my eyes.

"Dont you dare look at me in a sexual way Park Jimin. I'm not interested in doing such things with you, nor will I ever want to." I furiously stated with my fists strongly clenched, while he fearfully stared up at me in reluctance and apprehension.

"I'll never like a guy like you Jimin."

Swiftly walking past this ruthless deceiver, I hastily left the rooftop.

Rushing down the stairway, I couldn't help but be completely overwhelmed by pure betrayal.

I couldn't believe the fact that the benevolent, kindhearted friend of mine revealed himself to be nothing but a callous, malevolent phony who only had intentions for sexual desires.

I trusted him.

I believed in him.

I truly loved him as a friend.

But turns out, I've been caught in a lie this whole entire time.

Park Jimin was a devil disguised in an angel.