Was i even wanted in this cruel world. . ?

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*(This is after when yanqing fights blade and goes to bailu for his injury, and this is where he is now at home about to open the front door :D) (This is my first time writing fanfic and im pretty young. So  ig)*

there stood a boy with blonde hair trying to open the door. It hurt moving around since his wounds were fresh from the recent battle with the stellaron hunter blade. soon, the boy opened the door and went inside and then closed the front door he fell down, and he hit his head it was painful, he cried. For the first time, he felt what It was to cry because he was only just a kid he wasn't an adult like the general he was a kid, a child that just acts like one because he was the general's retainer. that was trained personally by him. He was in the general's shadow. He wanted to be more than a kid he wanted to be noticed by everyone more than any child he just wanted to snap and run away forever. away from his own sorrowful life of  being a kid.

Yanqing got up and walked slowly to the bathroom since his wound was now bleeding. The dark thoughts creeped into his head. 'What if I died, would anyone notice?' He reached for the bathroom door handle and walked inside the bathroom, closing the door behind himself and locking it. He looked at the mirror. He was a fucking mess. He almost threw up the painkillers bailu gave him to help with the pain. He hated how he looked, red puffy eyes from crying, ugly tear marks on his face, and somewhat messed up hair. He looked away from the mirror and went to the med kit to help tie the wounds back up. But all that went through his head was 'why doesn't the general ever tell me things. . .?'



(Hello, I'm sorry that it's short, but tell me where I should work and what suggestions should be put in! But for now, bye my dear readers. . . <3)

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