Angst Imagines(Hiatus)

You're Nothing (H.S Angst)•{Wanna One}

Sometimes too much...was just too much for any individual to handle.

A few days after a huge argument between my parents occurred, I walked into their room to only see my dad on the bed. At the age of six years old, I was smart enough to realize that my mother had left. She had packed her belongings and left...without saying 'goodbye'. I saw my dad move around the bed, slowly waking up. I quickly ran out of the room and into mine. I could hear him shouting and throwing things everywhere. I crawled into my bed as tears ran down my face.

I cried myself to sleep every night because of what was happening in life, to a point where I lost count. The one I was supposed to call 'dad', who I wanted to play superhero with, who I wanted to cook with, who I wanted to dance with underneath the stars with, and who I just wanted to feel love from, whether I got bad grades or had made a few minor mistakes in the decisions I make. I just wanted to feel love from the one who never showed it. My dad would find every possible way to make me feel worthless. He made me feel like I would never achieve anything in life.

Every single wrong I had ever done, he would punish me by the unspeakable. I would have never thought that my own father would do those things. He did not touch me in places where I did not want to be touched, but I could sense that he wanted to. The look in his eyes every time he would look at me. Eyes that gave off the most uncomfortable gaze while we sat across each other at the table.

It was my second year in college and my professors told me that I should let people into my life. Of course, they told me to never let my guard down, but they just want what was best for me, I guess. I never really interacted with anyone on campus, unless it was questions regarding a presentation. My professor told me that I needed to pair up with someone for the last presentation of the school year. I did not really how to make conversation with anyone in my class without being awkward. I noticed my professor and a student were looking my way. I did not get a good look at who the student was, but before I knew it, they started walking towards me.

As they got closer, I started to see who it was. Ha Sungwoon, one of the best students in class. He smiled at me as he sat down next to me and introduced himself. Sungwoon was so nice. He was very patient with me and asked questions about what we should do. I would just nodded and avoided eye contact with him as much as possible. I would here Sungwoon chuckle at random times. Which means he knew I was not one to be talkative? I decided to write down some notes from the text book that could be useful.

"We should start on it tomorrow. Your place or mine?" I looked up and saw Sungwoon's smile. He had a cute smile.

"Uh...your place. Sorry, my ac is down at my place." I said, which startled him? .

"It's okay if your ac is down. It doesn't matter to me really." Sungwoon laughed.

"Heh...m-my house is pretty dirty and you know. It's just a huge mess." I tried my best to have Sungwoon agree to working at his house.

"It's fine. I don't have an issue with it." I groaned in my head. He was okay with everything. Maybe it would be okay to work at my house? I have an a.c, food, drinks, and Wi-Fi...but dad. If I bring someone over, he might just-, never mind.

"I-i'm sorry, but c-can we please do work in it at your place? I just have a to going on at home and I-" I just made the conversation awkward.

"Y-yeah. Sure. I hope everything is okay." He was so kind? This was all too new to me. I noticed Sungwoon smiling at me and I gave a small smile back.

"Um...since you don't know where my house is, you can just ride with me." Sungwoon said as my head was down.

"O-okay." I said as I looked up. Sungwoon gave me a small smile.

"If you want, you can bring extra clothes...You know to change into...so you can be more comfortable." I nodded as my last class of the day came to an end.

I gathered my books and placed them into my backpack. I walked out of class and walked to the bus stop. The bus came within twenty minutes. I got off at my stop and walked home. I entered my house being overwhelmed with the silence. My dad was home, but he is probably in his room sleeping.

I walked into the kitchen and started making dinner. I prepared the table and all. After few minutes, my dad walked out. He glared at me as he let his shoulder hit mine while he walks towards the refrigerator. My dad grabs a bottle of beer and sits at the table. I sit down after getting a glass of water. We spoke no words to each other. We just ate dinner in silence.

Right, I need to tell him about tomorrow. I glanced up and saw him looking at his phone. It is quite terrifying asking my dad to go somewhere, even if it is for my classes. I don't know what he might do. To him, this is all last minute information, but what can I do when I was given the information today.

"Dad...uh, I have a project meet up after my classes tomorrow. It's for our en-"

"What the hell did I tell you Y/n! I don't like this last minute shit! You never fucking listen do you?" And like that he blew up...

"Dad, the project was just assigned to us today. My partner and I want to fini-" He will never listen. No matter what.

"No wonder why your mother left! She knew you were going to be a stubborn little piece of shit child! You know what, do whatever you want. I don't fucking care." And with that he splashed his beer at me and walked away.

Sometimes I would cry and sometimes I would ignore it. I never really knew the real reason as to why my mom left. All I knew was that my parents had argued continuously since I was born. Ever since she left, I had blocked out everyone and anyone who tried to talk to me. It was my way of dealing with everything. Teachers started to notice and contacted my dad. They told him everything and right when I came home, he was sitting on the couch with a beer in one hand and a belt on the other. He called me over and I obliged. Before I knew it he was cursing at me as I being pushed face down onto the couch. With each word that left his mouth, came a whip from the belt. That is when it all started. It went from the belt, to his palms, to his fists, and then to whatever he finds within his reach.

Never did I once want to be pitied by someone, so every single time I got mark, I would cover it up. That's just how I decided to live my life. Since my dad was already in his room, I washed the dishes and put the leftovers in the refrigerator. I walked up to my room and showered the stench from the beer off of me.

Another day starts tomorrow, but same things happen.

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IMPORTANT!!! PLEASE READ!!!!

Hey guys!!!

I am finally back with a new angst. This time I did Ha Sungwoon from HOTSHOT/Wanna One. I really enjoy his personality and vocals. He is also my main bias in HOTSHOT and my second bias in Wanna One. So, I thought that he deserved an angst. Hehe...

Anyways! I hope you guys enjoy this very short part. I do not know how many parts this story will have, but oh well. ^_^ Thank you guys once again for reading! To be completely honest, I am very surprised that you guys enjoy my writing. It shocks me every single time you guys add it to your reading list or vote on it. The amount of reads this books has is WAY more than what I was hoping for! Thank you all so much!!!!

Part 2 may be a bit delayed. Since it is almost Christmas, I have to do a lot last minute shopping and then I have to save money for my KPOP group hangout day. UGH!! So many thing are happening in December. I hope you guys are not to stressed with work, essays, quizzes, tests, exams, and just homework in general. If you have to stay up late, please take a couple of snack breaks! Stay hydrated! Also, please get at least a few hours of sleep before your classes start.

Thank you guys! I love you all!!! ~Cloey :)