𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭.. | 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧

𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 ⋆ 1

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Fog started to arise from the ground as the weather got colder outside ,it filled the sky with its cold presence. It gloomed anything in its way making it miserable and trapped in its own veil. It crept in throught any window or crack available. It was only six in the morning but the light soon covered the sky ready for the day. A loud irritating noise suddenly beeping , it was then stopped by a half awoken san reaching for the 'stop' button. His eyes were barely open dreading to get out of his warm bed into the waft of cold air that stood still on his wooden floors.

Soon he slowly sat up stretching his yielding body with aching that soon traveled up his limbs. It was the first day back from school. He didn't even want to think about it, that's how much he had a trepidation for it. San still had no choice but to wake up. He stood up from his bed on the cold wooden floor in his room , almost a shivering sensation could be felt cringing from the sudden frigidness.

His room was plain , maybe a little too simple, but he didn't mind it. He didnt care anyways. His disorganised and messy desk contrasted from the rest of the room, it was filled with homework sheets laying around, apart from that one thing that stood out. A picture frame with a photo inside. It captured a smiling san next to a woman which looked like an almost identical version of him. His mum.

San walked over to his closet opening it and looked inside. He sighed from the fatigue almost zoning out from the mess. He pulled out a wrinkled black shirt with some black joggers. He pulled the clothes near his nose smelling it to see if it was dirty. He didnt care anyways.
He looked up at his reflection in the mirror , he felt revolted and sick making his stomach turn.

He hated the way he looked. He hated everything about himself.

He fixed his hair slightly before glancing down back at the wooden floor attempting to ignore his presence in the mirror , he made his way downstairs. With every step he took going down the stairs the floor creaking beneath him. He got a hold of his backpack as well as opened the front door to make his way out. The cold air blew against him instantly making him cringe from the sensation of goosebumps suddenly appearing.

He shut the door without looking back at the house , now making his way to school.

A/N : What do yall think of this chapter?? this is just the start y'all heh,,,