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Yoongi POV
It's frustrating the way he makes me feel, and it's only now that I realized the how idiotic the mistake of taking it out on him was.
What the actual fuck was I thinking when I decided to start bullying Hoseok?
What will I do now? How will I ever tell him how I feel now?
I look down at my notebook, it was supposed to be used for taking notes during class, but instead of paying attention I usually just write song lyrics. This one specifically has been used for writing songs that I've written either about or for Hoseok.
Most of my inspiration is when I go to History, not because I like history, I actually hate that class, but because I sit right behind Hoseok. I always wonder if I hadn't started taking out my frustration on him, what would been different, if maybe we would be friends or heck, even be dating.
Hoseok POV
Isn't it crazy how despite Yoongi bullying me, I still love him. He doesn't know it, and probably doesn't care, but I really do. There has to be a reason behind him bullying me, I don't think he's the type of person to do these things without a reason.
It's not like what he does to me is worse then other things I've experienced, there's been much worse people in my life who have done much worse things to me.
I probably don't have a chance at being with him, he probably isn't even interested in boys, but that doesn't stop me from dreaming and I don't mind.