𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗟𝗘𝗬 | ᴊᴀᴇᴊɪ

𝙎𝙏𝙍𝙀𝙀𝙏𝙎

  ⚠️ ｓｔｒｏｎｇ ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ ⚠️

Jisung was tired of all the lonely nights it took to get off the streets, eating food from the streets, and sleeping outside. He continued on despite the bad circumstances because he knew that one day he'd be living off the streets with someone who wouldn't judge him for living on the streets.

Today was Sunday or Friday. Because he could not pay the phone bill, Jisung's phone was shut off. Regardless of what time it was, it was pitch black outside.

He was terminated three weeks ago, despite the fact he worked harder than anyone else day and night without a minute of lateness. Shivering in the cold because someone had taken his jacket, he slept on the beach.

His shoes were torn up to his shirts. All of the work was too much for him, so he tried working with more and more jobs, but nothing worked. This was the breaking point, and he blacked out.