Talk, please?

intro; warning

trigger warnings for incoming chapters: self harm, attacks, suicide, mentioned death

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It was there again.

The voices. The shadows laughing, the panic attack and the numbness stopping him from doing anything.

Not here, please.

They talk to you and they love you, Changkyun. don't listen to the voic— They don't love you, dear. They are annoyed at you for being emotional. You know that-

'No..'

Yes. So die. Rot in hell and leave them alone.

"I will.... soon, just leave me alone" he silently muttered, crying and hugged his legs close to him while covering his fragile ears.

That's the spirit. You know you're useless and nonsense right? You know how much of a crybaby are you? Crying for a lot of things even small things, your friends are so annoyed. Even the love of your life who will never know you, your friend will take him away from you. How tragic. The voices continued while he cried more, hurt by those words especially how much he cried for that joke.

He can't take that joke anymore.

Especially when it comes to 'him'.

The love he has is too much that he cries everyday for him. Because that guy never knew who he is. Because he is popular, and he was nothing.

It was too much for him that he almost fainted after the darkness left him.

He panted and cried his heart out to sleep.

'I want to end this all. I need the right timing.' He thought before he fell asleep.