"What didn't I tell you, Taehyungie?" Hyeong asked. "I told you he was gonna die...and it's--it's all my fault."
No it wasn't your fault! I wanted to say that, I wanted to tell him that we were all in it, but instead I looked away from his eyes.
His gaze was too strong, carrying too many emotions all at once, that I couldn't bear to look at him.
I pulled out my hair in regret. If only I told him... I should have. Thinking about it, regret tortured me. It was too much. Biting my lips, I hovered my left palm over the candle that was next to me.
I groaned, feeling the burning sensation spread across my skin. I deserved to burn in hell, that candle was nothing.
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save me; taehyung
Short Story||completed|| "Why is it so dark where I'm alone It's dangerous how wrecked I've become... Save me, I can't even get a grip on myself" -Kim Taehyung [short chapters] [not edited]
