🫀 || 𝗞𝗶𝗺.

You were a sweet girl, always helping everyone, asking for nothing in return. Coming to any company, everyone immediately began to love you, because your energy, the feeling of happiness that you gave to people, barely appearing, fascinated everyone.
But there was one person who was irritated by your friendliness, and ironically, it was the one whose name was carved into your heart. It was Kim. He was neither a wallflower nor a bully, just an ordinary guy whose blunt answers could make people cry. He wasn't particularly liked at your institute, but no one bullied him either, so he just continued his quiet existence. You, on the other hand, weren't deterred by his barbs, you always tried to talk to him, offer your help or give him a gift. But no matter how hard you tried, you always got the most offensive thing you could hear in response.
Today was Kim's birthday, and you baked him a very beautiful cake, made a card and bought him a small gift. When you came to the institute and entered the classroom, you immediately saw Kim and approached him. You said: "Happy birthday!" and handed him the gifts. He immediately gave you your cake and said rudely:
"Choke on that shit yourself, fatso. And take your presents, mommy's fairy."