Just shut up and kiss me~

August 22, 2023

Ranboo's eyes slowly opened as they looked up at the clock sitting on their bedside table.

5 AM.

"Oh.." Ranboo muttered.

Ranboo grabbed their journal, opening it.

Only to see it was practically vandalized with red pen, underlining their spelling mistakes.

Ranboo flipped to an empty page, grabbing their pen.

"Dear diary, August 22, 2023." Ranboo wrote a single letter before scribbling all over the page with frustration.

What if Matthew took it again and read it?

What if someone else finds it?

Different scenarios kept on echoing in Ranboo's head.

Ranboo looked at their journal angrily.

They could practically see Matthew's hands flipping through the pages.

All of a sudden, Ranboo didn't care about their journal anymore.

The journal that they had for over 2 years didn't matter to them anymore.

Ranboo then looked at their headphones that were on their desks, where they scattered homework on.

The headphones that their siblings had gotten them for their 14th birthday.

The journal and headphones suddenly didn't matter anymore.

Ranboo grabbed onto their journal and headphones, holding them in the tightest grip as they marched downstairs, grabbing a lighter and into the backyard.

The backyard had a sad excuse of a patio, a garden that was slowly dying, the only thing in that garden that wasn't dying was one singular lilly, a plastic pool that hadn't been used since Ranboo was 14, and finally, a fire pit with 6 chairs around it along with a bag of fire wood next to it.

Ranboo's family used to go there every week when they were 12.

Before..

Well..

Their parents died.

Ranboo looked at the fire pit in anger before throwing firewood in there.

Ranboo did not care that they were gonna burn 2 of the most important objects to them.

Ranboo just wanted those memories gone.

Ranboo lit the fire, watching the fire devour the wood.

Throwing in the journal first, they watched the black cover with random stickers slowly melt.

They proceeded to pick up a piece of wood from the bag and smashed their headphones with it.

They took out the batteries, making sure that it didn't hurt them in any way.

The last thing they wanted was an explosion.

They threw in the broken headphones in there, too, watching as the smoke slowly went up into the cold air.

Ranboo finally saw the items were only melted plastic now, as the fire burnt all the papers to ashes from their notebook.

It's whatever.

They could buy new headphones.

They could also buy a new notebook and stickers for their friends to put on.

Maybe an actual diary.

So that stupid privacy invader could actually mind his fucking business and not be able to open it since Ranboo would have the key on them at all times.