silent love

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drowsy night, shrouding darkness covering the pitch black but nigh in sight sky. in a half of an ethereum worth of a car, mingyu, a frustrated heartbroken man speeds away into the darkness. completely not needed he's speeding but sort of in need of it, the gas pedal is stepped on flat to the floor, speeding away too unnecessarily, calling for death. runny nose sniffled while tears let dry on the face, some rolling some escaping

"where did it go wrong? what the fuck did i do?!" mingyu yelled frustratedly. or so what he wants to do. with extreme social anxiety, a speaking disorder and bad communication skills, he chose to be silent his whole life. his speaking disorder never interrupts his communication actually it's just he struggles with saying things properly, add his social anxiety and with that he can't communicate whatsoever

"im fucking sick and tired of you always writing down shit that meant nothing!" rina, a dumbass bitch that somehow ended up as mingyu's girlfriend, yelled straight into mingyu's hopeless face. mingyu already knew that rina only sees him for his body, and he knew very well rina's a thirsty ass bitch

"but why?! why must you do this out of the blue?!" mingyu writes down. he's struggling well to communicate. he wants to use sign language but obviously this incompetent imbecile standing right in front of him isn't any good to be using sign language at

"cause i'm fucking tired of this 'mute-love' shit you fucking dumbass! i need attention, not silence!" rina yelled again. she is thoroughly fed up with mingyu never even doing anything for her. he only confessed through a piece of letter, but must his heart be treated like one? torn when not used? mingyu just bows down and writes something

"i gave you love and i gave you everything. what else that you want for me?!" he wrote down. what else can a mute person do to express their feelings? mingyu wants to yell his heart out but he can't and wont speak

"oh silence you dumb slut! just tell me already that you're not into girls whatsoever! you're just sympathetic for a hopeless bitch like me, right you whore?!" rina stated. she's tired of mingyu never showing interest in girls, while he just absentmindedly thought that rina doesnt like him looking or showing any attention to girls

"what do you mean?" mingyu changed his expression a little bit, somewhat frowning. rather than showing an abstract emotion, expressing it straight up is way better for him

"stop playing it off and just tell me! you're into guys aren't you?!" mingyu was taken aback by the question. was he sitting in a closet this whole time? was he too afraid to come out?

"i.....dont......know" mingyu just jabbed it down. staring at the three words, he starts wondering if his sexuality compatibility with rina is just an illusion he forced himself into believing, yet to this day he never knew what type of person he likes, either girls or guys, he admits he likes guys much better

"then shut up. you're tenuousness in loving means nothing" rina said coldly, really making mingyu heartbroken. any point to be argued with was absent from his mind

"last week. what did you do last week?" mingyu was shaking while holding his small whiteboard he carries around practically everywhere to communicate with people in case people think he's just rude, not wanting to tell anyone about his condition

"what? what are you on?" rina played the innocent card. usually it's effective, but mingyu rarely trusts people. his trust issues started as early as 10, where he got forced into watching porn and all kinds of erotic videos, inappropriate ones and basically everything but good. though separated from society, some guys in his village always had some kind of porn to watch when they're bored, and mingyu as a place for them to practice. with low security, kidnapping isn't really a crime, more to a norm