Third Person Pov
"Imo.. do you think I'm just a burden to you?" She asked taking another step close to the railing of the rooftop where she is, she looked down at the view Infront of her "will it stop when I jump off here?" She asked almost a whisper, the older lady who was internally panicking but keeping her self calm to help her took another step close to the young lady standing at the edge of the railing "Imo.. jjinjayo appa.." the older lady stop at her tracks when she finally step down from the place she was standing, the young girl then kneeled down hugging her knees crying all her pain
"Yah hanbin-ah kwaenchana.. everything will be alright okay.. Imo will never give up on you" she hugged the girl who was breaking to a zillion peaces due to the bad luck her life gave her "just trust me.. jebal.." the older then started crying as she keep her on her warm embrace not wanting to let go. That lady stayed there for her all the years that came, she stayed there by her side whenever she needed her, she promise to her self that she will take care of her until the end of life it self
Few years later
Hanbin Pov
"Hanbin-ah Imo is leaving have a nice day alright!" Imo yelled from afar for me to hear "Ne Imo have a nice day!" I yelled back when I heard the door closed I sat back down on my bed tears started to build in me again, I really hate crying but it's all that I can do. I hate my self for not being able to help the person that had been doing her best just to raise me even tho I'm just her niece, a one burden niece
"Yah hanbin-ah open the door!!" Someone yelled from outside, I lazily walked towards the door letting the person in the house "what do you want this time?" I asked boringly "yah paboya!! Did you forget that it's our first day of school?!" He yelled loud enough for the people nextdoor to hear "can you not scream, your like a teenager girl who's having a period" I walked upstairs with my hands in my pockets "just Wait a minute, I'll go get changed" he just crossed his arms sitting down at the couch "Pali!! Where already late!!" "Ne eomma!!" I yelled back
Oh I forgot to introduce him, his my cousin he knows almost all the things about me even my Illness and he tried his best to keep it a secret just for my own good, he might act childish around me but his mostly caring, he's been there for me since that accident, that accident that I never wish to remember but I just can't forget, that accident that almost killed me--
"Yah why are you-- Omo what have you done" I blinked a few times before realizing that I cut my wrist again, the blood was dripping down my arms to the floor making a mess "mianhe.." those was the only words that I can say as I started to cry again "yah hanbin-ah look at me, look at me okay, now everything's gonna be alright okay?" He held my shoulders trying his best to calm me down "I need you to breathe okay?" I can see that he was trying his best not to cry
'why am I such a useless person' that was the last thought in my mind before I passed out
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"She's gonna be okay just let her rest for the day and she's good to go"
I opened my eyes seeing the ceiling that I would always stare at whenever I'm bored "yah your awake, how are you feeling?" He asked softly "kwaenchana, Oppa kamsmsida and can we please not tell this to Imo" I asked not looking at him, it's not that I'm mad at him, it's just I'm to ashamed of myself because of what I just did, this things always happen to me and I hate it so much, I hate the fact that I kept on making other people worry because of me "yah your thinking of things again aren't you? Stop thinking that your a burden to me and Imo, we love you that's why we're doing this, so stop thinking and just get some rest okay? I'll tell the prof that there was an emergency and promise I won't tell Imo, Kanda"
He then left the room, leaving me all alone again 'hes right I should just stop thinking, that's the least I can do' I thought before drifting off
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I woke up feeling light headed but I chose to just shrugged it off I then went towards the bathroom down stairs cleaning my self then making my breakfast my auntie should be sleeping at this hours because she's been up all night working. After eating and cleaning my plate I then walked towards my aunties room and put a goodbye letter to Inform her that I'll be going, after leaving the note on her night stand I then made my way out of our house 'i just hope that no one will ever knew my Illness, I just don't want to drew attention again' I thought to my self a sigh of nervousness left mine "yah~" "what do you want?" I asked coldly "yah! I took care of you yesterday and your still like that to me?! I'm hurt" he acted like his heart was breaking, I just scoff at his actions "Just get used to it" I said walking faster to avoid him "yah! Wait up!" He yelled before running towards me hitting my head with his "yah!!" I yelled checking my teeth which he hit with his head 'fuck it's bleeding' "Omo mianhe hanbin-ah" he started to panic "kwaenchanayo" I reassured him then spitting the blood, it's just bad luck that hit me in this moment
"Ohh shit.." my cousin muttered, I bit my lips as I slowly look up at the person who I spit at and he sure is mad "umm mianhe.." he looked down at me then to he's shoes which I spit on "do you know how much my shoes is?" He asked looking down at his shoes "it probably cause more than your life" he retorted, I can sense that my cousin was getting tense because of the guy's rudeness "yah how dare--" I cut my cousin off gesturing him that it's fine "he's right it probably cause more than my life" I then kneeled down whipping the saliva off his shoes
"Mianhe I didn't mean to do it, if your still disgusted then just switch into your other shoes, I'm sure you have plenty of it right?" I said before standing up walking away with my cousin "neo kwaenchana?" I just nod, he know me to well, he knows that if somebody told me some shits like that I'll be overthinking about it and do something stupid like yesterday "Jungkook-ah kwaenchanayo" I assured him
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Fanfiction⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Story Concludes Fear Death Suicidal attempts mild language quietism