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Taehyung was self-destructive ; suicidal
As for now, there he stands, his right leg on the center metal railing and his hands grasping the top railing.
Taehyung was never a pessimistic person, yet society made him. Taehyung had the option to understand minds obscure to other people. This all began when he was seven. From the outset, the poor kid was found off-guard by his 'magical power' nevertheless later it was fun, yet not very soon, when he began encountering the other face of the coin.
It was not excessively simple, strolling around people who talk shit about him. Profess to him as though they give it a second thought. He was drained, worn out on this phony love and warmth. All he needed was peace and he thought death was the lone choice left.
Taehyung gulps, fat tears moving down his dusty red cheeks. It was not the first time he had thought of jumping off a building. He was a coward, he was frightened, reasoning that jumping and falling away from a tall building would hurt. Believing that, imagine a scenario where he never dies, however turns into a living dead individual; coma . He would not like to trouble his parents.
"Mom, dad, I'm sorry, please forgive me," He murmurs to himself, setting the second leg onto the railing.
"You are moronic," He hears a voice. Taehyung's eyes broadens as he rapidly ventures back and looks at the bearing of the voice.
There stands a man with a dark coat, his eyes confronting the open ground. 'How could he get in here,' Taehyung thinks, the man sighs, "That is not significant, you are inept, death isn't the answer for everything" The man says, actually confronting the ground. Taehyung couldn't see his face, yet he could tell, the man was in fact irritated.
"E-pardon me, why ar—stand by! Did you just read my mind? " He yells, he recollects that he never talked, yet the man addressed him without fail. "I did, dumbo," The man answers.
At last the man pivots. Taehyung was terrified shitless seeing him. He was pale, as an apparition, his eyes were huge and he had a round nose, his lips were practically yellow.
"Look kid, death isn't a choice. It is the most idiotic desicion one can think of. All they care about is themselves, not others, " The man, indeed, doesn't talk, but rather says through his brain. 'You are addressing me through your brain? ' Taehyung questions, without really saying. "Indeed, '' the man answers.
"Now, get down and return home, " The man says. Taehyung nods, he is terrified now. Terrified of man or death, he didn't have the foggiest idea.
He sees the man follow behind him, however he doesn't question. Taehyung before long enters a café , with the man still behind him. 'For what reason would you say you are following me? ' Taehyung questions. "I'm keeping my eyes on you kid, I don't confide in you," The man answers. Taehyung gasps and sits on the corner, where he discovers only a few people.
Before long the waiter accompanies a notebook in his grasp and asks Taehyung for his request. "One latte," He says and takes a gander at the man, "what about you? " He questions. "Communicate me through your mind, dumbo, and well, I needn't bother with anything, " The man answers.
Taehyung hears the voice once more, murmuring 'psycho', he takes a look at the server who was feigning exacerbation at him. "T-that is all, " Taehyung falters. The waiter nods and leaves.
"Breaking news! A dead body was found close to the old development building. A male in his twenties has ended it all by hopping off the 30th floor. The guys' face is gravely squashed by the stones and recognizing him has been a challenge to the forensic group there, for additional updates , continue to watch our channel," The woman on the screen says.
Taehyung swallows, it could've been him. Taehyung sees the man before him burning holes through the screen.
Before long Taehyung completes his latte and leaves with the man following him. When Taehyung arrives at his home, the man vanishes without advising him.
"Strange" Taehyung mutters.
The next week.
Taehyung was feeling better at this point. More often he spent his time tuning in to the music or not focusing on the people around him, which made the opportunity of guessing what they might be thinking less.
Presently, Taehyung was there, drinking his espresso at the same café he had visited a week ago.
At the point when he completes his last drop of the espresso, the man from a few days ago comes and sits before him.
'Oh! It's you!' Taehyung imparts through his brain. The man gestures, "have you adjusted your perspective? " The man inquires. Taehyung nods, a little grin shaping. 'Many thanks, I'm feeling better now, ' Taehyung says.
'Incidentally, what might I call you, what's your name? ' Taehyung inquires. The man before him murmurs. "I'm Jeon—"
"The most recent update, The male who ended it all was at last distinguished as 27 year old male, Jeon Jeongguk, who filled in as a craftsman in FISHES—" The woman proceeds. Taehyung's jaw drops as the screen shows the guys' photograph.
Taehyung gradually turns and takes a look at the male before him, who is currently grinning.
"Hi, I'm Jeon Jeongguk, if it's not too much trouble, recall what I said, " The man , Jeongguk says, his eyes becoming dark, and afterward he disappears,just like the breeze.
Taehyung stays there, eyes wide and lips separated. His heart thumping strangely quicker.
'Hi, I'm Jeon Jeongguk, if it's not too much trouble, recall what I said,' is the only thing playing to him now.
A/n - please note that this is just a fan fiction and it doesn't take weeks for the forensic team to recognize the victim's face. Thank you for reading!
-Luna
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Flash Fiction #1 Mindreading
Fiksi PenggemarA prompt was given out three weeks ago and these writers took it upon themselves to write max. 1000 words to blow us away. The stories were collected, made anonymous and then voted on. Everyone had three votes.
