quiet // taeyong ff

08

walking out of the classroom

to finally go home

it feels like a wave of calmness

since i'm always on edge in school.

i see the entrance of the doorway getting closer to me,

until

i stopped.

something or someone was holding onto my wrist, i slowly look up to catch the glimpse of...

taeyong.

he didn't say anything, just stared down at my wrist, now punching onto the sleeve of the cardigan and pushing it up, to reveal my wrist that was decorated with scars .

i watched his eyes, crawl along the marks

he had such pretty eyes.

"no fresh burns," he smiled.

he then let go of my arm.

and simply

walked away