Mrs. Potato Head- Melanie Martinez

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The door slams behind Jimin, his furious tears streaming down his cheeks as he throws his backpack somewhere in the room.

Ugly.

Pathetic.

Anorexic bitch.

Chunky Chimmy

Heathen

Sinner.

The words swirled Jimin's head in crazy spirals as he goes into the bathroom and desperately roams the drawers. Today at school was just a war zone against him when they saw the 'Alphas' approach and talk to him. The second they left him alone, the whole school started targeting against him; insulting him, and even hitting him.

He didn't know what he did wrong for them to react like this.

Jimin warned Jungkook, he warned him and now this happened and it won't stop circulating his head of this shit day!

You will never be as pretty as Taehyung.

You think they are with you because they want to? They just feel bad.

You will never be perfect like them.

"Stop it! STOP IT!" He begs the voices to stop taunting inside his head before he finally finds what he was looking for.

Maybe I'll be pretty now.

I can make myself pretty, right?

And then people will like me!

I will be as pretty as Taehyung!

I will be beautiful-

Saint Jimin.

Boring bastard.

Bastard child.

Heathen.

Heathen.

Heathen.

H-Heathen.

Jimin puts the latex gloves on and pours the liquid on his hand, the substance blurred through his tears as he sobs and slams it against his virgin hair. His skull burned as he keeps pouring more and more of the hair dye.

Staining the natural color.

The burn didn't hurt him as much as the words being printed in his skull did.

Pretty, he's going to be pretty now.

Everyone will love him.

People will think he's perfect.

"I-I will be beautiful now," Jimin sobs a laugh, staring at the hair on his head slowly starting to change color.

Ugly.

Heathen.

Saint Jimin.

Ugly.

..... Ugly.

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A/N:
This is an insanely short chapter wow, but bare with me, I'm write the next chapter in like a few minutes hahaha

Well.... Let's see what happens!

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