The act of being "Strange" ♡ vkook

{Prologue}

Btw important note I can imagine that some people will get triggered by this story so these are the warnings *jazz hands*
so this story contains;

Suicidal thoughts

Suicide attempts

Self-harming (kinda.. Well sometimes yes and sometimes yes but not with something dangerous.. Confusing Ik, I actually need to use brain power..)

Strong language (fxxk it)

Violence (aka people punching other people in da face.. And more 👍)

Boyxboy (but it's kinda in the description sooo yeh .-.)

Gay people (obviously cuz this story is gay *rainbow hands*)

Bullying (Ik assholes are involved 😒)

Fluff (I was going to put smut in here but I was like nah cuz this story is more focused on other stuff so I don't want smut to down-grade it (?))

Umm.. Let me think of more hmm.. School?? No no I mean prison ya know.. Ha.. Ha.. I actually like school... I'm so socially awkward or Internet awkward???? Idk anymore... Just ignore this little failed joke and keep in mind to other stuff and if those things trigger you in any way then get the fuck out of here cuz there's gonna have some of it... Obviously. Well there's gonna have more of one thing then another but I'm side tracking!!! Ignore me and let's just start this god damn story already, I'm rambling... Sorry.. Let's start.. NOW!!! *does that movie board thingy*

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When I was 6 years old, my class had 'show and tell', I remember a person showed us a toy, one told us about their holiday, one showed a necklace and told all the class about it's backstory.

But me...

When it's got to be my turn, I said to the class;

I like boys.

.......

I'm 21 now. My name?

Oh, my name is Kim Taehyung......

I'm a outcast. And always will be one...

At least until I find my calling, but after 21 years, I haven't.

It's hard, life. But I power though it no matter what. I might get hate at school, since I'm in college, but when I'm on Twitter, Instagram, etc. I get so much love and that, keeps me going. I should say thank you to those people, for supporting me even though they don't know me. It's nice.

I might be "strange" but I still want to be treated normal.

To be honest, I don't like to be made fun of, I don't think anyone does. But that's what I get for being different, huh.

I might be young but I feel like by the seconds I'm getting older and I'm missing out so much stuff.

But life doesn't really go your way. I've learned that the hard way yet I'm still learning and I'm still growing and by the time it's my way and I start to have a 'better' life then I can look at all of the bad things that have happened to me and just laugh.

Laugh how idiotic people can be.

Laugh how stupid I was to cry.

Laugh.. How all of this is going to be.. Better....

Yet I still need to carry on life with people hating me. Hating me for being different. It's stupid I know. But, something is going to get better, even the small things...

I know, I hope everything will be better and happier. So I can enjoy life at its fullest with no obstacles.

But that's not going to happen...