𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 - 2

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(𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥)

I was sitting on my seat while holding my head cause my head hurts like hell since yesterday. I also experienced a panic attack after entering the school. Then I rushed to the school's bathroom and tried to calm myself down. My body was trembling so much.. Honestly, school feels like the death of me.

"Woooooo see guys who's there" "Woah its the slutiest slut of our school" NOT AGAIN PLEASE, NOT IN THIS STATE. IM BEGGING Y'ALL. PLEASE!!!!!
I stayed silent while cursing myself in my mind.
"Yah why are you disrespecting us?" A slap landed on my right cheek. Wtf is wrong with them?

"STOP IT GUYS!!" I screamed. Tears rolling down through my eyes. I didn't want to cry in front of them but...

"Woah we're watching drama for free" the backbenchers spoke. Suddenly a boy started to touch me inappropriately but I slapped his hands away. "Such a feisty whore" he murmured. "NO IM NOT! IM NOT A WHORE!" I said and I ran out of the classroom.

It's not the first time someone touching me inappropriately, I hate it the way those guys looks at me.. the way they touches me without my permission.. forcibly.. why always me? I'm not safe anywhere..not even at my house.

Just because I can't defend myself that's why people will treat me this way? Am I their toy or what? Even no one's here to protect me.. Am I that bad?

I hate men, they all are nasty and greedy. Greedy for women's body. All mens are the same. I hate them so much.

And that's why I hate skinships too. I FUCKING HATE IT. I didn't even hug anyone in my life. Not even my parents.
Even if someone tries to hold my hand I refuse it.
But...I crave some touches too..soft touches, not those nasty touches. That's why I pat myself every night before I sleep. I would hug myself if I could.

I hate people. They're so...scary.
I can't help but cry when I see people, even if I try I can't socialize. People scares me.. I feel like im about to cry when I have to socialize with someone. I can live forever in my room alone. Really..

And for all of these..I lost interests in studying a long time ago.
I can't concentrate.. I can't memorize anything.
I don't know what'll happen to me in future..
Im just wishing to get hit by a truck or a car or whatever.
I wanna forget everything.
Maybe an amnesia or a coma can help me.
Ugh I hate myself..why am I like this?

18:28

??'𝑠 𝑃𝑂𝑉:

Drinking the wine in one go, I sighed and staring at the floor blankly. "One tequila please!" I said in my drunk voice. "But 𝑻𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈-hyung you're already so drunk! It's not good for your health!" A man in his 20s said. "I DONT FUCKING CARE, JUNGKOOK !!" I roared. Jungkook sighed and stayed silent. I took the glass of tequila and started sipping it. Yeah he was right that im already so drunk but still idgaf.

I was in the most luxurious bar of Sk that I owned. And Jungkook aka my best friend (also he was my team's member) was here with me. I didn't want him to come with me but he came here anyways. Just to protect me if something bad happens. Lol.

I can save myself from anyone. No one can hurt me.
IM THE KIM TAEHYUNG THAT EVERYONE FEARS.

Yeah I've achromatopsia (monochromatic blindness) since my birth. I see the world as the old black and white TV. I can see only two colours, black and white. Inherited colorblindness/Achromatopsia has no cure today. But do you think I care? It's not a burden to me that I can't see any colours. I don't feel bad for it. If it was someone else instead of me they would feel bad cause they can't see any colours.
And right now, I'm leading a life which is darker than the blackest hues. The world of dangerous mafia's.
Killing people isn't a big deal to me. I can't see the colour of blood which made my work easier. So that I won't be a softie..won't feel guilty for killing people.
But my life's already dark, I love darkness. I don't need to see any colour cause it'll not change anything in my life anyways.

"Jeon?" I asked Jungkook while staring at the empty glass with an emotionless face. "Yes hyung?" "Did anyone find the bastard who tried to backstab me?" I asked. "Yes hyung, he's in the basement." A satisfied smirk crept up on my lips. "Good job. I need to teach him a lesson that no one should mess with THE KIM TAEHYUNG." I murmured.

Time skip

After torturing him in an inhumane way and killing him I smirked at the dead body lying on the ground. He said sorry to me for many times but I don't believe that forgiveness can fix everything. He'll try to backstab me again if I forgive him, and I'm not that fool. "Clean the place" I ordered to my mens in my usual cold tone and I walked out from the basement.

I came to my mansion. It was a tiring day.. "Young master, taehyung" a feminine voice caught my attention.
"What?" I asked in my cold tone. "Im here for-"
"I don't wanna fuck anyone tonight, I'm tired. Go back lady." I cut her off. "But-" "DONT YOU HAVE EARS? ARE YOU FUCKING DEAF? I SAID GO BACK. IF YOU DISOBEY ME, THEN I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU." My sudden outburst made her flinch and she started to trembling. She nodded and went out of my house and I didn't even care about her and went to my bedroom. I'm tired asf today, I don't wanna do shits, not at least tonight.

Life is boring asf.





































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