hoseok sat on his plush black carpet and laid out his bottle of pills, blades, a water bottle, notebook, and his shattered phone.
he picked up the pill bottle and screwed off the lid, dumping out its contents, the small round white and red pills spilling out onto the floor beneath them.
he grabbed his notebook and wrote the title.
im sorry
he picked up the first pill and popped it into his mouth, swallowing it, forgetting about taking a drink of water.
for every pills he popped he added three slits to his thighs, the crimson liquid running down his leg and dropping to the carpet.
he bit his lip and covered his mouth trying to contain the broken sobs coming from his lips
