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Hyunjin's P.O.V:

GOD, THIS FUCKING COUGH AND FUCKING LIFE!

One month have passed and i wasn't getting any better. My cough and chest pains are occuring whenever it fucking wants and it is so disturbing i almost thought of slicing my chest out to pluck my fucking lungs out of my body.

My feet brought me to the bathroom and there i looked at myself in the mirror. And damn, i just saw the ugliest version ever of myself in it. My cheekbones became prominent, my cheeks gotten slimmer. My eyebags are bigger than i remember how it looks like. My skin was paler than usual. And when i lifted up my shirt, i noticed how much i lost weight. My skin was hugging my ribs a lot.

Recently, i wasn't eating properly at all. I don't know why but i suddenly have no any appetite even if you put down a plate in front of me with your most delicious steak in it. I know i needed to put nourishments in my body but whenever I'll just put a spoonful in my mouth, my throat will automatically decline it.

And it's been hella stressful for me.

But hey.....just think. I won't eat. I won't take care of myself, the faster i die.

Hmm...... it's a win-win situation then.

The thought made me smirk, laughing darkly. Gosh, me and my dark humors. I exited the bathroom and decided to have my fun in the living room with help of tv shows. Or whatever they will air in the fucking tv. I searched for the remote, fumbling underneath every pillows on the couch with few curses flying out of my mouth first.

"Hell this fucking remote, where in the ass are you hid- OH! There you go!" My anger quickly flipped as my eyes finally caught the remote....above the coffee table.

Great. Now i don't just have a fucking cancer. I also am sick to the head.

Aren't i already, eversince??

.............

"HAHAHAHAH! THAT'S A GOOD ONE, HYUNJIN!" I bursted out of laughter from my own joke, bouncing down to my couch while still laughing my ass out. I pressed the remote for my television to turn on and it brought me to cartoon network. No matter how old I am, this channel will always remain my sanctuary. It's always fun going back to young days.

Err, not for me. I better not get back to the old me. Where I still live and get tortured by my so called parents.

*RING* *RING*

And just like that, who could be this person calling me while I'm having the coziest time of my life?

I picked up my phone to check. I heavily groaned when I read the caller name.

Oh, speaking of the modafuking devil.

Despite not wanting to press that green button, in the end, i still made to press that asshole and answer the call my mother made. (Was she even deserving to be called mother tho?)

"What do you want?" I lifelessly asked, wanting nothing but to end this call immediately.

"I heard you were fired from your job?" She asked me, equal as how monotonous I was.

"That news was four months ago already. You're late but yeah, i was fired. They wanted me to." I shrugged, groaning.

"They want–...They forced you? WHY THE HELL DID YOU AGREE?! ARE YOU STUPID?! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOUR GODDAMN BRAIN?" And there she is again, singing her lullaby entitled Her rants, complains, and yells.

"Blame the boss, not me. He's the one stupid enough not to take care of his own company." I reasoned. And of course, the witch would never believe it at all and just put the blame on me. Like she always do.