Kim Dahyun One-shots (Twice only)

The Sleet- Saida

Does she deserve to live?

Sana stared at her bare cold pale hands after seeing her exam's result on the green big board pin up against the wall of the building where she took her final examination. She felt her lungs collapsing, her stomach dropping as her tears beginning to well up blurring everything her vision could detect.

A drop of tear fell down her rosy cheeks. She sniffed quietly.

Fail.

The only word she hates the most, she hates it so much to the point of wanting to end herself right there, in front of everyone who are happy to see their names standing proud and tall with no red mark on it.

She can physically feels her heart aching and it's racing wanting to come out of her chest and cry just like her.

How will she tells her parents about this?

She could feels her legs and hands weakening to fall down from her body. She sits still with a body of blood running but her spirit is not there. She feels the ach in her chest every time she remembers about her sleepless nights, trying to study for her exam and making it to the end of the year.

She fails.

You fail.

Those words repeating themselves inside her brain breaking every agony inside of her. Her hands came up to touch the wet, sore cheeks. She's still living but she doesn't want to.

Sana stared blankly again, her hands trembling as she pocket out her cellphone. Her fingers shaking, she pressed the first contact on the call app.

Ready to face the world.

"Minatozaki Yohara's talking."

The familiar husky voice rung out from the other side of the line reminding Sana of who  she's talking to right now.

Her heart gave another squeeze, aching and sore.

"O..otosan.."

Her voice trembled.

"Oh Sana? What's the problem?"

Her heart stopped beating and the voices of people around her becoming quiet, only the silence echo from the phone is inside her ears.

"I fail.."

Her sob wanting to break from her mouth, she tired of holding every storm inside her body back.

Her heart stopped when the line from the other side hung up.

Her world is spinning, her tears are spilling. She felt her stomach knot in the most painful way possible, she felt like jumping from her school building.

Her throat tighten, something came out of her mouth and it's vomiting.

Her tears burning, her face down almost touch the grass and dirt as she spilled everything she ate today onto the ground, ignoring the concern gaze from people beside her.

What should she do now?

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Walking inside her house is not safe anymore, she could feels her legs giving up as the gate of the house opened. She walks helplessly towards the door of her house, feeling empty and unable to breathe through her nose at all.

Sana felt the world burning beneath her feet, every air she breathed in hurt her lungs.

The house is quiet and cold, it's always cold.

Her eyes drifting to her dad who is sitting beside her mother on the big couch in the living room. Feeling the anxiety building up inside her stomach again.