❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a former hitman sought the help of a psychologist to get rid of his suicidal thoughts.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Modern Setting
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ TW: Suicide
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Mature Contents...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
There were some people who couldn't say goodbye before they leave. Maybe it was because of what you told Eren when he called, that triggered that dream once again.
"Y/n...why didn't you answer my call...why?"
It was the same sequence, the same words ringing in your ears even after you woke up from that dream. As you stare up the ceiling, your heavy breathing drowned the silence and your eyes had adjusted to the otherwise dimly lit room.
You calmed your rigid heartbeat before you sat up, pulling your hair up in a messy bun before you stood and headed to the window.
Opening the curtains, you realized the sun had already risen up and there were a lot of people walking about.
"Ah right, it's Sunday," you said, taking a deep breath.
And since it's Sunday and you don't have any work to do, after having your breakfast, you headed outside. It was a great day, the sky is clear and the sun was not too hot and the atmosphere was not humid nor was it cold.
It was the perfect weather, and you decided to commute and walk around for a while. Going to a park where the cherry blossom trees line up the walkpath sounded like a great idea to do in such a great day.
