TW: attempt of suicide

Yejin's point of view

A few minutes earlier.

My eyes slowly opened, slowly blinking and clearing my blurred vision. A deep breath left my mouth when I looked around me. I was in one of the cubical, my head rested on the edge of the toilet which was now covered in my blood. I didn't know how much time has been passed since I was unconscious. It was dark, the moonlight was coming through the window making me see every particle of dust flying in the air.

A pain yelped left my mouth when I tried to move, my entire body screamed pain. I'm I forget the way they badly beat me. There were purple green bruises scattered on my body. My cheeks were swollen from receiving multiple slaps, my hands were filled with nail marks, my eyes hurt, and they were puffy and prickly. not to forget my head. Somehow I hit my head during the beating, and I fell unconscious.

That's all remembered before they left me.

I sniffed, bearing the pain I was feeling. Not only my body was in pain, but it was my heart, mind, and soul too. It wasn't just the physical pain that made me cry again, it was the last stage of my soul-shattering. Tears escaped my eyes and I gasped for air. My heavy hands shakily pressed on my chest, on my heart where it was aching the most.

"Why... me?"

I gasped and broke into sobs. All the things they said started to run in my head. An immense about of fear started to build in me, making it difficult to breathe for me.

"Leak her video on site."

"But since the plan fails what's the point of keeping my words. Besides I work hard to edit your photo on that porn video, it will be a waste if it won't get seen in daylight, for how long I and my boys will jerk off to it." His crude words disgusted me, but the fact that he will release the video made me wanna die right now.

"Nah, I will. It will be fun to see you. But- Oh my god! Why I didn't think of this before. Imagine how fun it would have been if I just released this video. It would have been much more fun than this cheating drama. Now imagine, your video circulating in the entire school. I'm keen to see that fucker reaction. That look on his face, damn I'm excited. Let's release that video first in the morning."

"Then I'll upload your video on porn site. Jimin will love to see that. Your family and friends too. I will make sure that video circulates to each and every student of Utopia High. It will be fun."

My cries increased as I realized in a few hours everything will be gone, and my remaining dignity and respect will vanish in the morning. And there is nothing I can do except to accept my fate. My shaky hands covered my mouth and I imagined the aftermath. The entire school was labeling me as a cheater, whore, and slut, and god knows what- just imagining my future once the video will be leaked made me shudder.

It's over, everything is over.

I wailed, crying and gasping. All I wanted was to be happy and look what I'm getting.
Goosebumps formed on my skin, and I felt disgusted with myself; knowing how he and his friends watched that video. It was edited, but still, I can't help but feel ashamed and nauseated, tomorrow the video will be seen by everyone. I won't be able to show my face, it will be lower with shame. What will people say? My friends, what will they do? Jimin? They already hate me, but will it do worse? Dad? What will he say when he will get to know about this!? He will be so humiliated, he will be so disappointed in me.

How will I face it, his will I face them?

Should I run away? Somewhere far where nobody knows me? But I don't have
money- but even if I ran away it won't change the thing. People will still be able to see this video, and it won't take much time for it to circulate everywhere.

More tears streamed out of my eyes and my heart pained and hammered in my chest. My breath shortened and I gasped, finding it difficult to breathe. My entire body trembled and I felt like I was dying.

It was better if I was dying.

My eyes widened, and the realization hit me. All of my problems could disappear if I just die. It's better to die at once than die a little for the rest of your life. It would save me from all of my miseries, it would save me from tomorrow. My trembling hand gripped the edge and tried to stand up. I winced, my entire body pained. With wobbly legs, I stood up and took small steps towards the door. I gripped the door and stood in the hallway.

It was ghostly silent, and dark. I've never seen our school at the night. A shiver ran through my spine and I gulped, taking slow steps towards the stairs. My steps echoed in the empty hallways making me more scared than I already was. But I didn't mind, all I wanted was to end this, anyhow. It didn't matter if I had to die for that.

Didn't somebody say, no matter how much we try, how much we want, some stories don't have a happy ending? That's right, this was my story. Which ended in me dying in the end, to free myself from all suffering I let myself go.

It's not like nobody would mourn my death. Everyone hated me, they would surely be happy if I'm gone. To people I loved the most don't want to have anything with me, when they don't even wanna see my face when they hate me. What's the meaning of living? Their hatred for me will be intense once the video will be out. My heart clenched when imagining the embarrassed and disappointed look on their face. After tomorrow, even if I die they will hardly shed a tear. Even if they still love me, they will grieve for a day or two, three days at most. Eventually, they'll forget me, they will grow out of grief.

Dad will grow out of grief.

With a vulnerable but determined heart, I climbed up the stairs and eventually I reached the terrace. Slowly I opened the door, chilly winds greeted me which made me tremble. I walked inside and look the edge. My eyes teared, I had no choice but to do this.

This was the easiest thing I could do right now.

I looked at the sky while my tears cascaded down my cheeks. The sky was beautiful, the crescent moon shining and casting moonlight, the sky was filled with thick clouds showing it will rain any time soon, at the same time some part of the sky was filled with shiny stars, twinkling and smiling. The wind blew once again making me close my eyes.

Just a few more minutes and I will fly high.

I unhurriedly climb up to the edge of the terrace, once I stood properly my eyes looked around. Once again I looked at the sky and smiled. I flinched when droplets of water fell on my face, falling many behind; slowly drenching me whole. My smile widened when the beautiful pitter-patter sound filled the once quiet and calm atmosphere. The familiar smell of petrichor invaded my sense, making me feel lightheaded.

Today, not an artist but a cheater, a whore, a slut, a disappointment, an unwanted daughter, a despicable, and a future embarrassment will die. Didn't they want this for a long time? Today god listened to them.

Suddenly bang of the door broke my daze, I looked toward the door and saw the person I loved the most. A smile appeared on my lips when I saw him standing, too lost to do anything. I opened my arms and look at the sky which was still crying and back at Jimin. At last, I would be able to see him for the last time, will be able to tell him how much I love him- but is the word love too much to put on my lips that don't deserve it?

I'm going to die anyway, it doesn't matter.

"I love you."

Barely a whisper came out of my mind and with this, I put my leg in the air and close my eyes, hoping they to never open. For a second I felt like I was floating in the air, and the other second I felt I'm falling, and no one could stop my fall.

But he did.

My eyes jolt open when his hand grabbed my hand before I could fall further. He gasped when my wet hand slipped out of his grip, but before he lost my hand he grabbed my wrist making me hang in the air. My entire body swung, I looked down; I was so close, so close to being finally happy but he stopped me. I looked at him who was trying hard to pull me up.

"Let me go!" I screamed, trying to lose his grip on his hand. The moistness slowly made his grip loose, his eyes widened in panic.

"Yejin!" He yelled. "Stop!"

"Let me die! I don't... wanna live anymore!" At this point my tears we're mixing with the rainwater. "Please let me die," I begged while crying. "Please let go of my hand." I hoped he will let go of my hand but he didn't, his grip tightened.

"If I let go of your hand, then I would let go of my everything."

His voice broke, it wasn't visible in the rain but I guess he was crying. It was his words that made me stop protesting and look at him.

"Give me your hand." He softly said while extending his hand. "I can't save you alone, I need your help. Please." He cried the last word, almost looking like he was begging. I broke into sobs and extended my arm. He grabbed my hand tightly and pulled me up.
He fell back and his arms wrapped around my waist bringing me as close as possible.
My head rested on his shoulder and I continued to cry while his hand caressed my head.

"I didn't wanna be saved." I cried. "Everything is over Jimin. Why did you save me? Why didn't you let go of my hand?" My fist punched his chest as hard as I could, but it only ended up hitting him softly.

"Yes, everything is over." His grip on my waist tightened, ignoring the punches he was receiving. "How could I let go of your hand, if I did-"

"You'll lose your everything." I completed his sentence, still crying on his shoulders. I looked at him, hair wet from the rain which was still pouring, eyes red which assume is due to crying. I closed my eyes when my hand cupped my cheek and his forehead rested on mine.

"That's right." I heard his soft voice, the fast beating of his heart, his shirt labored breaths, and the poring of his hand.

"But I cheated-" He hushed me before I could speak anything.

"I know everything. I know, so don't. Stop lying and calling yourself a cheater. You're not a cheater." He said making me confused, but with lots of questions there was a sense of relief. I wanted to ask him so many questions, so many things but I couldn't. I was so lost, every part of my body relaxed and my mind felt numb, a sense of exhaustion and solace spread through my body. I closed my eyes and wrapped my hand around him, resting my head at the crook of his neck, in making his scent.

"Everything was over." I sighed.

And this was the last thing I remember.

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A/N

Lmao, I told y'all no sad ending, although the urge to just let Yejin die was so immense.

Usually, I hate a sad ending but I love torturing Yejin. Idk why- maybe im jello that Jimin loves her that much or maybe the fact she fucked Jimin.

Anyways! UP NEXT! EPILOGUE!

Please don't remove it from your library. :") there is still more to come.

(that's an invitation to sit on his lap)