[There is a little blond boy with big green eyes staring into the screen from behind an arm resting across knees pulled up to his chest. He's in a dark room, the only visible thing being the glow of the screen on his huddled form.]
It's not fair.
[He sniffs, and pulls back the hand that had been distractedly poking at the keyboard to wrap his arms around his knees. His voice comes muffled, now, and broken with hiccups, as he hides his face.]
I don't have to like her. I just...
[He doesn't seem to know that this is recording, as he starts sobbing again.]
((bitty!Jin, y'all, ignore the icons. 8Db))
It's not fair.
[He sniffs, and pulls back the hand that had been distractedly poking at the keyboard to wrap his arms around his knees. His voice comes muffled, now, and broken with hiccups, as he hides his face.]
I don't have to like her. I just...
[He doesn't seem to know that this is recording, as he starts sobbing again.]
((bitty!Jin, y'all, ignore the icons. 8Db))
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