Prologue 1: The boy [Reworked]

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TOPICS ABOUT ABUSE, SUIDCIDE & SELF-HARM WILL BE MENTIONED:


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{[Redacted] Pov:}








“Mother is currently gone… And… I-I… I have homework to do.”






A familiar voice suddenly spoke to me.Voice-chan… At least I won’t be alone… But it still hurts.






░???░: (Then stop stating the obvious and get it done already.)





I’m just your average, ordinary, pathetic and meaningless young boy with long black hair and eyes… Just drowning in stacks and stacks of paper… My homework. My life… My purpose…





I stared blankly out the window, my mind drifting. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the nearby flats, bathing the sky in warm hues of orange and pink. As daylight waned, a gentle breeze whispered through the streets, marking the day's end with a tranquil calm.





“I-It’s so p-peaceful… So… Beautiful. Something… I can never be… What do you think, Voice-chan?”






























I quickly shook my head and faced my homework that I knew that I must complete. No more time could be wasted doing other meaningless things.



░???░: (I remember telling you to stop calling me ‘Voice-chan’…) *Sighs* (Just, stop being lazy & stupid. And DO ALL of this fucking work… I swear to god… All of you are like this… Stupid, depressed and even more stupid.)




I still don’t know who Voice-chan is referring to… But that’s fine… i guess.



*Yawn* “I’m so tired… Though… Maybe I should-”



I once again shook my head, this time also slapping myself across the face for good measure.



“No, no, no, no… NO. I CAN’T… I can’t waste my time resting. I must do it.”



















░???░: (You do know that you are staring into blank space again, right STOP WASTING TIME AND JUST DO IT ALREADY!!)



I nodded in agreement, cursing at myself internally for wasting even more time… Stretched slowly, I grabbed a pen from the cluttered desk..



“I… Have to calm down… I have to do good… I have to be good… Wasting my time won’t do anything… I’ll be bad if I do so.” *Sighs internally*



I started to do my work and realising that I made a careless mistake on a math question, again.



“I… I’m so stupid. Why do I keep messing it up? Why can’t i be good enou-”




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