ᴼᵁᴿ ᵀᴵᶜᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᵀᴵᴹᴱ~|ᴴʸᵁᴺᴸᴵˣ~|

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Hyunjin's P.O.V:

Life.

What even is it, anyways?

Religious people says, it's a gift that God had given to his children to share and spread his word to other people. To millions of people. To spread kindness and humanity.

While according to the dictionary, it is the existence of an individual human being or animal. Or the period between the birth and death of a living thing, especially a human being.

But for me? It's just a pain in the fucking ass.

Who says life is good? Fuck that person who made up those saying because LIFE AIN'T NO FUCKING GOOD!

Life has never been good to me. Never ever was.

When was even the last time the life put the luck by my side? I can't remember anymore because it NEVER HAPPENED.

Life only brought me pain, misery, torture, and stress that i couldn't put any more disastrous words to compare it. All of it just meant HORRIBLE.

Well y'all may be asking right now on your seats and wondering, why the hell does this story character despise the life so bad wherein he should embrace it? Be thankful that he got it whereas others couldn't even have the chance to get it?

Simple. But let me just put it on list and evaluate to be clear for you all to understand.

So first, when i was in college, i was forced to take a course i didn't even love at all nor put on a single interest. I had to digest studying it for four years just for the sake of my parents' will.

Speaking of parents, yes. My strict ass, motherfucking parents (still irks me calling them that) belongs to this list too. I hate their asses down to their soul. I hate that i had to be born from them that they became my so-called parents. Well, y'all know why i hate them so freaking much later.

And thirdly, when i graduated, the life gave me nothing but rigors to apply for a decent job. It was a huge obstacle that it took me a year just to be accepted to this ugly ass company filled with rascals, mean, nasty workers and then there's Satan. a.k.a the boss.

But unfortunately just after three years, the company I'm working at went to downfall and experienced bankruptcy (blame the fucking boss for being such a gambler) and i was one of the workers who were forced to resign. Said the company couldn't pay us no more.

Then, my ex-boyfriend. That asshole, bastard, wrinkled dick-looking son of a motherfucker broke up with me. It was so painful because i had no clue why would he break up with me. He left me no trace, no explanation. I cried because our relationship was such a waste. We were so perfect. Or just so i thought.

I followed the spawn of Satan secretly and there i saw how that asshole actually cheated behind my back all this time. I needed him when i was at my worst, but he just dumped me. I hope his life end in fucking hell. Together with that hoe.

But that doesn't stop there, guys! Here's the cherry on the fucking top of it all! Hold on to your seats cuz this shit is about to blast!

I was sent to the hospital due to a sharp pain striking in my chest mixed with my nonstop coughs, spurts of blood blending in. I thought it was only because i wasn't properly taking care of myself lately but the life pulled out the biggest jokes I've ever heard in my entire 24 years of living.

And there i found out.

I was diagnosed with STAGE III LUNG CANCER.

A fucking... Lung cancer.