Kalopsia | Taegyu Oneshots

Redamancy

Inspired by- Alien Blues ( Vundabar ) & Sunsetz ( Cigarettes After Sex )

Summary- Beomgyu wasn't aware of the fact that a safe space could come in a form of a human too. 

Trigger Warning- Self-harm, abusive parents, previous acts of committing suicide and underage drinking/smoking. 

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Beomgyu ignored the shattering screams in the background of his living room as he tied his shoelaces, ready to walk out of the door after he grabbed his backpack and earphones. He didn't even bother notifying the other two people in the house that he was leaving. 

Not that they cared anyway. 

Oh yeah, the so-called other two people were his parents, which he didn't like to acknowledge them as. 

But, blood is always thicker than the water. 

He plugged in his earphones and turned on his music to block out the traffic noise of the public. That's how it always was. 

He couldn't seem to find peace anywhere he went. Not at home, not at school, not on the public roads. Nowhere. 

Even at school, he was known by the infamous earphones guy. It was because he was refused to be seen without his earphones on. At this point, even he himself was concerned that he might be introduced to hearing problems at the soonest age of twenty-five. 

The nineteen year old made his way to school when he briefly acknowledged a moving truck moving in the direction of his apartment complex. He didn't mind it much, thinking that someone was going to move in. 

He stopped by in front of his school gate a few minutes later, puffing his cheeks as he motivated himself to get through this day without any breakdowns in the school bathroom. It seemed like he had them often. 

Just then, he saw a mop of black hair passing by him, skipping to his school with a dimpled smile on his cheeks. Beomgyu internally scoffed, wondering how could someone be so happy in their life to attend school?

Minus the fact that Beomgyu secretly admired that person. Even he wished to be this joyous and desirous in his life. 

But oh well, things do not always go in your way, do they?

Beomgyu shrugged those thoughts off and proceeded to move through the gates. As soon as he entered his school building, he saw the familiar black-haired dude standing in front of the notice board as he titled his head. 

Beomgyu himself walked towards the notice board and stood besides the stranger, looking at the same sheet of paper which that dude was looking at.

No, it wasn't the first day of school. It was just that Beomgyu had already gotten into three fights in a span of three weeks in that classroom so much that the teacher had specially requested the principle to transfer his classes. 

So today was going to be his first day in another class. 

Beomgyu heaved a sigh of relief when he finally found the class he was assigned to. He was about to turn around and leave when the black-haired male interrupted him.

"Uh, hello?" Beomgyu, confused, took a single side of his earphone off as he turned around, not really expecting someone to be talking to him. He raised his eyebrows, indirectly gesturing the other to speak. 

"What grade are you in? If you don't mind me asking." Beomgyu, for a second, was intrigued by the honey-like smooth voice before he quickly gathered himself.