Nyctophilia [Yoongi/suga]

Scars

"Why didn't you tell anyone"
"No one asked"

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Sunday 10 October, 11:56pm

I was a bit late going out today but I still decided to go to that park again. I wonder if the boy is there.

I walked out while dragging my feet along the cobbled stone path. I cried yesterday, I showed someone my weakness. It's been so long since I let go of being strong and became weak to someone. And it was to a complete stranger. But I trusted this stranger so much and I can't even understand why.

After some walking I reached the park, I opened the door once again and my feet led me to the lake I always sat at. I looked across the lake and saw the boy. He was looking at his wrists.

Is that... scars? Was he cutting himself? No!
Suddenly he looked up at me and ran away. I tried to run after him. He needs help, and so do I.

I ran to a block of apartments where I thought he lived. I looked at my own wrists, the ones that had scars of past memories. I heard shouting but I thought no further and left to go to my house.

It was no use, since he didn't want my help I couldn't try to find him. He didn't want help, I can wait for him as long as he will one day let me in.

I felt sad that I could trust him but he couldn't trust me. I've been hurt so much. I'm broken. I don't work. I'm a waste of space.
A freak