I've found myself content with staying away from Jongin. I don't want anything to do with him, it hurts.
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
I've found myself confiding in Baekhyun. Funny, right? The annoying hyung that pestered me. I find out more about him as the days go by. 3 long days of ignoring Kim Jongin: the fuck face that left me so long ago.
The one that made me the "weird" kid across the street that talks to the voices in his head.
I've found myself spiraling into an abyss that I can't escape; but maybe I don't want to escape. I notice the stares the Jongin gives me when we pass in the hallways. I don't want to give him the benefit of the doubt, but I miss him a little.
In all honesty, I believe that he's a good person, but a part of me wants to blame him for everything that I feel. I know it isn't him, it's just easy to blame anyone but yourself.
I spend most of my time in bed, staring at my phone. A pointless hobby, but maybe I can drown my feelings in YouTube videos, or maybe text Baekhyun. No, I find myself looking at Jongin's contact picture. A picture of him smiling, and I think of the boy he used to be. Maybe he's still the same, but I don't want to know.
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Fireflies (A kaisoo fanfic)
Romance"What will it take for me to see that light in you come back?" Meet Kyungsoo: A socially awkward 17 year old just facing his problems head on despite his depression. He's never really had any friends; but when he has to show a newbie around his high...
