Together again - Weak hero class 1 ff

Travel

Please turn on the music to get into that vibe ඩ

After arriving in the Philippines Oh beom seok stared at the buildings he was not used too. He then proceeded to take a ride to an apartment his father had prebought for him.

In his new room he unpacked his bag with a heavy weight still on his shoulders. He placed the neatly folded clothes onto the bed, then it happened.
Tears. Slumping down his expressionless face as he stared at his hands. The security only watched as the boy cried . Quickly he dashed into the bathroom, he couldn't take it anymore.

He acknowledged that he was the bad guy and hugged himself, curling into a ball

Are you okay Mr Seok?
Asked security

No answer.

Seok looked up at the ceiling, slumping to the ground. Sniffing with his hiccups as he cried out into the silence. His hand reached towards his pocket To grab something.

Tw : attempted sh

Out of his pocket came a razor, he stared as it was held in his hands. Out from his mouth came a long sigh, pushing his sleeves down he drew the sharp metal towards his wrists.

Should I do it?
Why am I doing this?
It's my fault right?
I deserve this
Will I regret it?

Thoughts leaked into his mind

I shouldn't.

He placed it back into his pocket.
Digging his hands into his face, no one was there for him.
He understood why.
He did everything wrong.
He hated it.
He wanted to end it all.

I'm sorry

Tw : Suicidal topics

I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry

He repeated those same two words as he reached into his other pocket.

pulling out pills.

Everything felt like a bad nightmare and he just wanted to wake up from it.

He wanted to go back to his "friends"