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As I walk through the halls, everyone stares. They whisper. They always have. I don't mind it, I guess. Well, it's more like I don't care. I hear what they say. Something about me being a whore. Well, they can say what they want. They're really just jealous of me.
They're jealous of my face. Of my body. And of the well-known name: Jeon Jungkook.
Let them be jealous. I'm amazing.
The word "whore" doesn't offend me. Sure, I've been with a lot of people. I've had sex with so many people I've lost count. Hell, I think I've been with more guys than girls. So, if I'm being honest, that word does apply to me. But I don't care. I love the feeling of being loved by someone, and I love learning about all different kinds of people. And if having a title like "most fuckable" gives me more chances to be loved, then I'm fine with it. More like, I accept it with open arms. Even if it means I lose a few friends because they're "weirded out".
I'll say yes to anyone who comes to me. I've never had to ask somebody, they all come to me. I never thought I'd have to ask anybody, or want to for that matter. But as I'll tell you, I was completely wrong. I realized that when Kim Taehyung stumbled into my life.