Darkness, that's all that surrounded him. There may be light physical but mentally everything was black. But Wonwoo had grown to accept the darkness. One may even say he had grown to love it.
Wonwoo was your regular teen boy, he had black shaggy hair, that made kids think he was an emo even more, and dark brown eyes. He didn't have many friends, he was that one weird emo kid that everyone would avoid. But he did have three friends that were very special to him, they were the small rays of light that shone through his otherwise dark mind. Darkness would have completely engulfed him if it wasn't for them, so he was thankful that he still had some, even if it wasn't much, sanity left in his life.
His first friend was an older boy called jisoo, but every one called him joshua. He was a very pure boy, he carried around a bible in his bag and always had a cross hanging around his neck, this is where he got the nickname 'jisoo christ' from. His hair was a chestnut brown colour which matched his eyes perfectly, the rest of his features were very soft giving him a kind and gently look.
Next was an elder boy again, older then joshua. His name was jeonghan, he had long brownish blond hair which he kept tied up and bright brown eyes. He was very pretty for a boy, most people mistook him for a girl because of his gentle voice and feminine features.
His last friend was the youngest of them all, he was a Chinese boy called minghao. His hair was slightly curly and a lighter tone then jeonghans, his eyes were a dark brown and his futures made him look soft and innocent.
All of his friends were rather quiet like himself, which is why he got on with them so well. They didn't try to bring him out of his shell, they were happy enough to leave him in his comfort zone. They always made sure to sit with wonwoo when he was alone, which was most of the time, but he would always leave once they were with there other friends since they wouldn't be as nice to him. But wonwoo didn't mind sitting by himself, he quiet enjoyed it really. It gave him time to write down the days events so far in his diary, which went everywhere with him.
Wonwoo was inseparable from his diary, he always kept it with him and never let anyone touch it. It had to be kept safe as it held all his feeling and secrets that he couldn't let out or express to others. He would write in it when ever he could during the day, but always made sure to write in it at night. When he was done he would simply slip the book under his pillow and hit the light, letting the darkness swallow him up once again.
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Y'all have to stick with me with this fic, it's going to be a different from what I normally do and I haven't read a fanfic like this before soooo just bare with me, alright?
Chapter 2 will be better! This was just to let everyone get a feel for it really! The way I write these chapters may be a bit odd, I'm sorry!
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