i ran down the stairs as tears began to fall. a hand grabbed my wrist, causing my cuts to reopen.
he held my hand, noticing my pain then dragged me back up the roof.
he checked my arms to see the injuries.
"why?"
his countenence showed depression.
"because life is too hard."
"just because i don't like you?! mina, there are more fish in the sea!"
my blood boiled and i exploded with anger.
