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TW !INVOLVES MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND SELF HARM
narrator: only the good die young
kairi cosentino. everybody knew him as the suicidal kid. he never talked nor did he do his work from the sudden laziness and lack of energy. he lived alone in his childhood home and he liked it that way. but that house brought memories. some were good but at some point they all turned bad.
he was teared down everyday of his childhood until the age of 15 when his family left him. he didn't care at first but he noticed how depressed and lonely he was once they left. he missed his sister and having a family that loved him. but the last time he remembered their family being happy was when he was 5. after that everything changed.
every family has their ups and downs but his family was perfectly normal. it all changed when his parents started to change as well as him. as much as he hated talking about it, he always thought about it. thinking about the family he use to have.
he walked through the halls with his hood on, blocking everybody on the outside. he saw people staring at him and chuckling. some had their phones out facing his locker while others waited for the disaster to happen, watching from a distance. he walked up to it to see security camera screenshots of the time he almost killed himself. laughs were heard everywhere and he ignored them since he was use to it.
"haha so funny" he said taking the pictures off
he crumbled it and throwing it on the ground, as he began to open his locker in frustration
"fucking assholes-"
he opened his locker to see a paper fly out. it was a note. he rolled his eyes already knowing who the mysterious person was.
ever since kairi depression hit, y/n made sure to ask how he was almost everyday. she would write him letters, and give him gifts for he could feel better. as much as she enjoyed it, he didn't.
kairi put the letter on the top of his locker where all the other letters rested. he took a pencil and paper shoving it in his backpack walking to his next class.
kairi
i sat down in my seat putting my head down. i never seemed to enjoy any class. it was like torture having to listen to the teacher blabber about something i wasn't interested in. when i felt a presence next to me, i didn't even bother looking up because i already knew who it was.
