Sticky Notes ? Choi Soobin?

|day seven|
(A/n:Because igot7)
(Also slight trigger warning)

I open my locker and look over onto the door of it, excited to see a note.

But there was nothing.

I checked everywhere

But there was nothing.

That day was horrible.

It seemed that the bullies got worse.

Because I didn't get a note.

His notes made my day.

They make me smile

A smile that lasted throughout the day.

No one else could do it

But CS

I grab my journal and start to write

I don't understand why people bully me

I don't understand, do people like to see my bloodshot eyes from crying all night

I feel weak, depressed, sad. Its like a sad movie. When the girl thinks everything is horrible

But those movies have happy endings

Mines doesn't

They love to push me against lockers, making sure to leave bruises

They love seeing the scars on my wrist

Sometimes I can't breath.

It feels like as if I'm in space with no helmet.

No ones trying to help, they are all laughing

I then realize something

I'm all alone

I got up off of the floor, my body acking in pain

Its after school and I'm at home.

I'm glad my car is out of the shop

I don't want to deal with my parents asking

I get to the bathroom and lock the door

I look in the mirror,

All I see is what everyone else does

Ugly

Fat

Stupid

Worthless

I grab my blade and slowly start cutting my wrist

Again

Its been a few days since I did it

When I started getting notes from CS

I stopped the blade part way across and sat it down.

I couldn't finish it.

I look at myself in the mirror

But this time

I saw the pink-ish, orange-ish, yellow-ish light hit my face

I thought of what CS said

"You're more than gorgeous"

I smile

This day has been horrible

But I smiled

And its all because of CS

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Sorry about it being a bit sad

I actually wrote that poem.

I promise, it will be a fluffy next chapter