Freckles

Two

He walks into school, avoiding everyone.
It's regular for him to do this.
He doesn't have any friends at this school, only a few people he met over a video game he plays.
Even then, he's never seen those friends in person.
He does have a few selfies, though he's refused.
If he takes one, he puts a filter on it.
"You should cover those up."Park Jimin snorted, pulling Yoongi's mask down.
Park Jimin...he hates Yoongi.
He hates him with every bone in his body; and Yoongi doesn't know why.
Yoongi sighed, and pulled his mask back up, keeping his head down as he walked towards his locker.
He should've stopped showing up here.
A long time ago, when he was younger, he hoped that people would accept his appearance.
Nobody wants to be around him because then they'll have to deal with being bullied.
He sits alone like always when it comes to classes, and even lunch is spent alone or in the library.
Yoongi doesn't care about eating much.
He only eats because he needs to.
He's close to a breaking point though.
At lunch, he took his phone out and texted his group chat.

Kitten
Guys I have permission to die, yeah?

Smart One
NO YOU DONT

The Child
why'd you wanna die ):

Kitten
they're staring again.

Kitten
they're watching me again.

Smart One
You've never told us why you get bullied.

Kitten
it isn't important.

Kitten
gotta go, lunch is over.

Smart One
We still gonna call later?

Kitten
yea.

The Child
yay (: can't wait (:

Yoongi sighed, putting his phone into his pocket as he dragged himself into class.
He doesn't want to be here.
Maybe he can run away.
No, he can't.
He has nowhere to go, and from his knowledge, his friends don't live in Korea.
They live in America.
He wants to leave and never come back.

He just wants to be happy.