Windows | Jitzu

(• May 27th, 2020 - 8:52pm •)

Tzuyu's POV

I shoved all the books off my bed. They slammed to the messy floor of my room.

I had never been this behind on school work or had this dirty of a room.

It was all Jihyo's fault.

I yanked at my hair. I didn't know how else to handle the conflicting emotions, so I tugged and tugged.

Soon, tears started running down my cheeks. I sobbed, eventually collapsing on my bed and wrapping myself with my blankets.

Losing a . . . friend had never affected me the way losing Jihyo did.

And, deep down, I knew why.

I loved her.

I was wrong and dirty and sinful. I couldn't feel the way I was supposed to feel about boys about Jihyo.

But, late at night, I found the image of her creep into my mind. Her deep eyes staring into my soul and making my cheeks flush.

It was wrong when I wanted her to hold me and kiss every inch of my body.

It was even worse when I imagined doing the same to her.

I am a disgusting human. I am a sick dyke.

But, I started to understand why so many people chose sin.

It feels so good to be in love with her.