Yn's POV
As Jisung walked away, a wave of sadness washed over me, deeper than before. I couldn’t quite understand why I felt this way. After all, he was a significant part of the reason I was struggling with my depression. Don’t get me wrong—I still love him. But right now, being around him feels impossible.Tears streamed down my face as I cried, lost in my feelings. Suddenly, I heard the door creak open, and before I knew it, arms enveloped me in a comforting embrace. I buried my face in the person’s chest, letting the tears flow freely.
“Shh... It’s okay, Pumpkin,” Xiaojun whispered softly. “Things will be okay... I promise.”
Despite his soothing words, I couldn't stop crying. I just hoped he was right. I really did...
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❤️🩹Take My Hand...❤️🩹 (Jisung X BPS yn)
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] ❤️🩹Take My Hand...❤️🩹 (Jisung X BPS yn) ⚠️This story contains themes of depression and self-harm, so if you are sensitive to these topics, it may be best to skip this narrative⚠️ In this tale, yn and Jisung face a significant challe...