Fuck it all. I don't want to pretend like I'm fine any longer. Please, somebody kill me. I'm running out of space. My tighs are covered in wounds and scars. I can't move. I don't wanna move. I want to die.
-Woo Jiho
"You can't take it?!" The bottles on Park Kyung's desk crashed to the ground. "Fuck you Woo Jiho, fuck you! I can't take either but I still endure it! I fucking hate you!" Shattered pieces of glass lay on the ground, joining their misery, forming a carpet of depression.
Mrs Park hadn't dared to talk to her son. But now she was more than just worried. Quickly she ran upstairs, took a deep breath and carefully knocked. Unsurprisingly she got no answer.
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might just die //zikyung
Fanfiction"I'm sorry but I couldn't endure this any longer."
