Stray Kids Oneshots! 💜

Wish To Reverse Time || Leeknow 💔

This was made 12/15/2024. Ended today, this story was at first made to have a bad ending. Because i thought I'd have no good ending. Good thing, this story does have a good ending. An ending I think would've been the best for me.

WARNINGS: mentions of illness, pills, death, trauma, child abuse, bullying, anorexia/ eating disorders, heavy mentions of self harm, detailed cutting.

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He was a boy who felt almost broken. Everyday was the same. He wished he could go back in time.

"I wish I could go back in time" he prayed to the heavens. Thus, unanswered. The boy had 2 friends he cherished very much, and as well a dark past. Today was the same as all the others.

He woke up and rubbed his eyes, the sun was ablaze. Vividly shining through his curtains and blinding his vision. He got up and got ready. Already, today had been too easy on him. He brushed his teeth and looked into his mirror, just to find a black and empty hollowed silhouette. Nonetheless he looked away once more and walked back to his room. There had been something weighing on his mind recently that he had been struggling to tell his best friends. The boy had anorexia relapses due to his past trauma and couldn't help but feel a sharp pain throughout the day. Due to the disorder, he had developed two illnesses, both fatal. Of course he kept it to himself, he didn't want to be called a liar or a manipulator. He didn't know when his time would be soon. After all, he wasnt in a hospital bed or anything.

"Minho, I don't understand why you refuse to eat 6 meals a day. Don't you know that would help you?! "

The poor boy was afraid of gaining weight. Even since he was a young child in primary school, he was always singled out for his weight. He had missed out on friends, birthday parties, sleep overs, events, everything. It even caught up when he couldn't join specific groups in high school because of his weight. Not like he was being a cheerleader or football player, he just simply wasn't chosen for being too fat. Those words.
Those horrible words.
.. Stuck like glue.
Now he barely eats one meal a day.

The second illness was caused as well due to the disorder. His liver was giving out because of his unhealthy eating habits of eating maybe one item a day. He never drank alcohol nor smoked. He knew it was his fault.

It was his fault that he couldn't live to see 18.it was his fault that he will never escape his hell hole of a life or be able to live freely. He always wanted to be a writer or a singer but was never able to get close enough. And now here he was. Running off a few months.

He looked in the sky and couldn't help but tear up every time he replayed his past in his mind. He remembers how he stopped making friends because he didn't want anyone to be sad when he left this soil. He had two friends but he would never tell them. He decided to ghost them. If they forget him, they won't care for when he died.

He couldn't help but imagine his childhood. His only struggle was not getting along with his older sister. He wouldn't taken that over everything modern day. He remembered the love he got and how he could breathe and have no worries. His only. Dreams were to fly out his parents bad room window.

He closed his eyes and wept aloud. "I wish I could've turned back time. I wish I was a child right now.. "

"I'd stop trying to fit in. I'd try to see outside the box and know that it would be okay to not fit in. I would be able to say no to people, I would try harder in school subjects, I would cherish the love I had, I wouldn't have starved myself and caused 2 fatal illnesses to myself years and years later. I would've changed it all. I would've been a nurse. I could've helped people and put smiles on their faces. I wish I was able to not change my personality, now I don't know what it is. I wish things weren't so complicated and I could breathe without feeling heavy feelings in my chest".