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❝ maybe if i change ❞ KTH - angst ig

[🌙] : title : ❝ maybe if i change ❞
[✨] : type : angst ig
[🍂] : member(s) : kim taehyung
[🍁] : side note : this chapter was based on elsabeatrisrn6 's idea :)

Those eyes.

It was intoxicating. As if it was something that I wanted to look at me all the time.

Look at me always. Only me.

He sighed, wrapping the bruises with cloth as he then began tapping his handkerchief on the side of your lip, where there was a small bleeding bruise.

"What happened to you anyways?" he whispered, eyes locking with yours as he asked. "You have so many bruises.

"I— um...." you trailed off, not really wanting to tell him. You were scared that if he knew who you really were, he'd distance himself.

You were scared that he didn't accept you for who you really are. A stubborn, careless troublemaker.

You never wanted to let him go. You just wanted him to be yours. He was the only one that looked at you like you were something precious.

Like he cared for you.

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Three months after that. Memories still fresh over the small encounter. You walked through the halls of your school, eyes cold and hands tucked inside you pockets as you watched students around you gossiping.

But you didn't care. You only wanted to see him. You only wanted to meet him and atleast hold his hand once more.

Eyes landing over jungkook's figure, you figured he was here now. Of course he was. He's the school president. He's always early.

You smiled, hopping towards jungkook. He turned and upon looking at you, he sighed. "He's inside."

You grinned, entering your classroom and immediately setting eyes on a certain person. But, your eyes quickly turned dark as you caught sight of a girl standing in front of him, hands behind her back as she stood there shyly.

"Ehem." you coughed and she turned, eyes widening upon seeing you. You glared at her, reminding her of the warning you gave off to every single girl in your school.

'Talk to him and you're dead.'

She stumbled back, quickly scurrying away as you sat down beside taehyung. "Morning tae—"

"Why did you scare her away?!" he shouted and you chuckled. "We were obviously having a conversation."

"But taehyung you don't need to tal—" he sighed, slamming his fist on his desk and whispered, "Just shut up. Stop bothering me please."

But despite all that, I could never bring myself to hate you.

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Dismissal.

Walking through the halls, you ran and immediately leaned beside taehyung's locker as he opened his. You smiled, saying "Let's walk home together?"

"No."

"Hm, how about we go out then?"

"No."

"Tae please."

"Stop calling me that." he closed his locker, now walking towards the exit.

"Tae just wait ple—" you held his wrist but he snatched it back, turning around and facing you.

"Can you stop!?" he shouted, frowning as he towered over you, eyes glaring. "I said I don't want to! I don't even wanna be near you!"

"You're a stupid troublesome girl who has nothing to do but cause trouble! You don't even have a goal in life right!? You're useless!"

That did hit a nerve.

It was true. All of it was true and I knew I had to accept that. He was only telling me who I really was.

"I will never like a girl like you."

He said and turned once again, walking off and exiting the school. The students around us began gossiping and I sighed, a tear rolling down my cheek.

Maybe, if I changed you'd love me.

[🥂] : author's note
       — there'll be a part two.

[📝] : total word count
        — 612 words