Jisung couldn't eat that sweet or salty delicious taste. Feeling that Satisfaction of eating a full meal wouldn't be a nice thing to him. It felt like more of a Task than something he'd craved every now and then.
Starting a year ago he lost friends , hasn't talked to his brother and he stopped going to therapy.
" What was the point ? " He thought he couldn't eat, just the feeling of something going down his throat was horrifying not to exaggerate.
Jisung didn't dance anymore, his mind and body were on a different planet of weakness.
All he did was
cry
walk around
trying to eat
this ongoing cycle.
50 miss calls
an eviction notice on his door.There wasn't he felt broken, he just felt numb to this feeling of being lonely and the same plate of food he never eat 𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑.
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