⚠️Self-harm, suicide, self-image issues⚠️
“WHY DON'T THEY LIKE ME?” Beomgyu sat on the edge of the tub, tears streaming down his face as he screamed.
“WHAT DID I DO TO MAKE THEM HATE ME? WHY AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR THEM?”
He stood up, facing the mirror. “YOU DID THIS TO US!” He continued to scream as HueningKai pounded on the door.
“GYU PLEASE LET US IN!” The moment played on a loop in Beomgyu’s head.
They were handed their lines for their new album, Gyu’s packet significantly smaller than the rest. “MOA must not like you very much.'' Yeonjun joked. Little did he know that's what would push him over the edge.
Tears began to fall as he ran from the room, locking himself in the nearest bathroom. He yelled. He screamed, and he pulled at his skin. He didn’t want to be him anymore. He didn't want to be anymore. The thoughts swirled around and around.
‘My members hate me, MOA hates me, my family hates me, everything I have worked so hard for, everything I've sacrificed, was all for nothing.’ Looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but judge every minor imperfection he saw. His nose was too wide, the start of a pimple forming on his left cheek, his eyes the color of dirt. He wanted to end it, the pounding on the door, the thought in his head, his life. He wanted it all to end. It was the only way to escape. It was the only way to help his members. The group would be so much better without him. The world would be so much better. He continued to spiral as he stared at himself in the mirror. That was it.
He screamed out “THEY HATE YOU, THEY HATE ME, THEY HATE US!” He repeatedly slammed his fist into the mirror shards flying everywhere. He could hear his members screaming and pleading with him, but he couldn't make out what they were saying. His mind was too foggy. He picked up a shard, gently tracing the soft skin of his forearm laughing as the blood began to flow out.
“Don’t worry guys, everything will be okay now, I promise” and with that, he stabbed the shard into his neck. His body hit the pool of blood on the floor below him as Taehyun slammed himself into the door. It swung open, and he rushed to pick up Beomgyus body. As he slowly drained of life, sirens could softly be heard in the distance. It’s a shame they were too late.
