When your ex boyfriend is your professor (jk bts ff)

Discontinued

This feels so sad to type down but I guess the time has come for this story to end not in the plot it will be left incomplete and this is the writer's fault which happens to be me.

This story has been very close to me as it's my very first work on this app. I started this during covid out of pure fun and thinking of picking up a new hobby... and I quite enjoyed the journey very very much. It was very immature of me to not plan out the whole thing beforehand and I soon found out this hobby of mine started to feel like a job that I didn't enjoy at all.

I remember the times I enjoyed writing, when I first started I would sit with a mug of coffee with some classical piano in the background... rather than the enjoyment I would say something soothing. I remember having the shittiest days and then I just typed out the words here.... this gave me so much comfort it was like a safe place where everything was blank and I could fill it out however I wanted. This gave me life, this was my life. It's like when a person is lonely they search for things to do... some people enjoy this feeling while some get tired of it. That's been my case I enjoyed being all alone at first and as time went by I was sick of my own company and wanted anything but that... So writing here helped me so much it was like when I was all alone and couldn't say my mind to anyone I used to write it down here. Not like I had no one I did have great friends but writing everything down here was the most comfortable thing I could ever experience. So I will always cherish this book. 

But when I say it started to give me pressure after some time, I wasn't lying. You see starting a book comes with some responsibility to actually complete it one day and to always be on time and to plan everything out beforehand so in the future it would be easier. And I did none of it cause I wanted it to be comfortable for me so that I can do it anytime I want... but that's not how it works when I know the people reading it are patiently waiting for the next chapter. I remember my friend calling me to remind me to continue the next chapter and I guess for the sake of it I did mindlessly write whatever came into my mind, But I didn't want that I wanted to have a good book but I wasn't even taking care of it... and as time passed I got sick of it which was once my very comfort zone... I remember thinking of this incomplete work in my drafts and being ashamed of it thinking. I don't have what it takes to be a good writer... I don't believe I do, and I will always regret leaving this incomplete but I know I have to do this. despite having over 10k readers which are now more than 16k, I felt as if I was writing for the walls because only two or three readers interacted and told me they liked it and I believe that maybe I continued till now just for their sake cause I felt so sad leaving them waiting. And of all those times I procrastinated or wasn't writing due to school stuff, I felt bad each time I wrote a new chapter not knowing when I will write the next chapter or if would I even do so.  Nonetheless, I am very much thankful for everyone reading this. 

We all have come this far together so I feel so sad to say this but I don't think I am going to continue this story again. As a writer, I have failed all of my readers and I am very sorry about it. Now I will leave this incomplete story of mine that I started to the reader's imagination. Everyone don't give up as I did please and do make sure to imagine the ending you want that would be for the best I think. I hope everyone can forgive me for doing so.

Again I'm very much sorry and I will always cherish all the readers and this story in my heart... Now, this is my final goodbye I will truly miss this.

signing off ~