The nights | Woosan

Chapter 1

   You know the feeling of nothingness? It is not the feeling of depression nor the feeling of happiness. You are not numb, but you never find the word to describe it.

   Yup it is another day of staring at the ceiling or using my phone. Spending hours and hours on the little screen the needs the rest way more than i do. I'm not in my teens anymore, but why do i feel like i'm stuck there.

   Has it always been this lonely, or am i just trying to distance myself from everyone fearing to get hurt and blaming it on my introvert made up self.

   Wooyoung sat there in the dark room as the silent was tickling his ears. It was nice a quite room that you can hear the humming of the heating systems through the walls besides the occasional random unknown noises coming form the hallways.

   Dorms were never his type of ideal place to live, but sometimes these over populated, small rooms and weirdly constructed buildings are the best option to run away.

    He looked at the screen illuminating his face as he closed one eye struggling to see the numbers displayed. It is still 1:00 am... he doesn't actually remember when was the time that his 'oh it is late it is past midnight' changed to 'oh its still midnight'.

Wooyoung
Hey man what time do you finish classes
Tomorrow?

Seonghwa
I only have 1 class it ends at 12 pm, why?

Wooyoung

Wanna have lunch together i want to talk to you about something

Seonghwa
Sure, text you then
And hey get some sleep you'll look like a corpse tomorrow

Wooyoung
Sure :)

Seonghwa
Goodnight!! <3
Seen 1:15 am

   Wooyoung reached his hand to place the phone on the night stand beside him trying his best to get charger without having to leave his bed and failing. After few attempts and one or two awkward positions he managed to put his phone on the charger making sure the electricity is going through the cord.

   It is the same as every night, him, the ceiling , and very long chains of thoughts leading to one conclusion.

"Maybe today i'll end it all..."

   The thing with wooyoung is that he is not scared to die, but he is scared of death. The idea of leaving everything was so comforting that he hated the warmth he gets from it. Yet what will happen next is what scares him. He was never a religious person, nor was his family. But you know something, sometimes having one option can make you create alternative just to escape your mind. His only option was death... or was it.

   He desperately wanted to remove the weight of this secret off his chest but he didn't want anyone to stop him, limiting him by keeping him alive. So he came up with a plan.

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Woah this was a short chapter i know, but later they will become longer I promise!! I try to update as soon as i can (I usually update fast but we'll see how this goes)
If anyone reads this in the first place i'm really looking forward to your opinions !!!

Love love 🥰

Eva~~