"good job, today." [⏸hiatus]
As a last resort to recover from anorexia, Jeonghan is checked into a group home for mental health patients. Slowly, he lets Nurse Seungcheol's small words of encouragement heal him, starting on a journey towards recover...
You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison; My Chemical Romance
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Jeonghan walked through the empty halls in pyjamas that didn't fit. The fabric was rough and hung off his bony limbs as he stepped slowly, his footfallsechoing in the hall.
There was no one else around, but suddenly he heard screams.
Gasping, he covered his ears, but the sounds ofagony still rung in his head. He rushed to the nearest door, yanking it open to find the room empty. He ran to another door, but time after time he was faced with an empty room.
The screaming continued.
Where was it even coming from?
He felt a cold draft, shivering as he looked around.
A bell on the wall started ringing, the sound blaring through the corridor and makingJeonghan grasp at his ears again.
It stopped as abruptly as it had begun.
The screams had stopped too.
"If it's not the ugly fag," a voice sneered.
Jeonghan spun round, but there was no one there.
"You look so disgusting. Pathetic."
Laughter bounced off the walls in a sinister fashion.
"Where are you?" Jeonghan demanded, his own voice echoing. "Say that to my fucking face!" His voice cracked, making him sound small and weak.
"No one will ever love you."
"No!" he screamed, breaking down in sobs. "Shut up!"
"You look awful. Fucking fag, think you'll ever get a man to even look at you?"
"Stop," Jeonghan cried weakly, falling to his knees as he felt a blow to his stomach.
No one was there, but he continued to feel the stabbing pain as he felt fists and shoes smacking against his body.
"Stop it," he whimpered. "Just s-stop..."
Suddenly it was all over and Jeonghanjust lay there.
