𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄

05

                         PRETTY FACE FIVE
          SHUT UP, COUNT YOUR CALORIES
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Seungmin closed the door behind and takes off his shoes. He runs off into his room dropping his backpack and throwing himself onto bed. He closes his eyes then opens it.

"honey?! Is that you?!" His mother calls out. Seungmin sighed and stood up from bed going out of his room again. "yes!" He replied back and began to massage his temples. "come here sweetheart! I made you dinner!" The blonde quietly walked over to the kitchen and to the table.

The table had some side dishes and the main dish. "Eat up honey, im sure you had a long day." Seungmin hummed and takes a seat. He looked over at his mother and began to eat. Stuffing his mouth, the younger felt like throwing up and felt his stomach rejecting it.

He continued to eat, although he was not going to have it there for long. The old woman smiled as she watched her son eat. Seungmin wipes his mouth once he knew that he ate enough.

"Ma, im done eating. I have homework to do.." he stood up and rushed to his room. The blonde closed his door and into the bathroom he went. He locks the door and runs the water so his mom wouldn't hear.

WARNING: MENTIONS OF SELF HARM, MENTIONS OF CALORIES AND THROWING UP

He kneels down, pushing two fingers down his throat making him throw up. Everything he ate was now in the toilet, the burning sensation made another appearance and at the corners of his eyes tears fell.

-103 cal
-20 cal
18 cal

how pathetic can you be? If Felix saw you like this he would tell everyone! You're so ugly.

Seungmin cried more, puffy eyes that he had and burned like hell. Salty tears flowing down his face and wipes his mouth before standing on his feet.

He looked at himself in the mirror, he opens the drawer and shakes. Seungmin picks up his razor from the drawer taking off his jacket throwing it aside.

'Why can't I just be perfect!' Seungmin thought. He pressed the razor against his upper arm, he slides the metal opening a fresh wound. Seungmin closed his eyes liking the pain and felt as it took his own pain.

Another!

Another!

Another another!

Another another!

Seungmin looked at his upper arm seeing the blood drip. He cried quietly, seeing the fresh cuts he had made just now. He continued to slit both upper arms and cried harder. Seungmin's heart felt heavy and so pain it felt.

His mother worried so much about him since a young age. When he started to get bullied by his own classmates and eventually he had broken. Seungmin wanted to end it all but couldn't because of his mother.

How could he tell her that he didn't want to live any longer? How could he have the heart to tell her the one who gave him life that he couldn't do it anymore? Seungmin lived depressed and wasn't happy with himself. After all he only lived to see his mother be happy to still be around.