Ayaya! I haven't had inspiration the last few days,,, sorry
This chapter is VERY kookie-ly short...
Its just Kai's Backstory on all dem drama... Next chapter preview:
wHAT IS LOVE
(legit) Now lets go to the real thing --->>
"Jongin, what the hell?" You rush to back-hug your brother and pulls him away.
"AH!", He push you away, "YOU CAN'T LET ME GO?" He screams. He started to cry.
"I'm not anywhere far." You hug him.
"I want to kill myself too." You scoff.
(WELL THAT WENT FROM 0 to 100 REAL QUICK)
"No, Its not like THAT Y/N-ah.." He explains.
KAI'S POV
"Its not like that." You say.
I've been depressed ever since. Since my father left and my mother adopted you since you had the same thing going on and she wanted me to have 'company' Y/N!!
That was 10 years AGO! I didn't felt like disagreing...
How bad could it be? Haha! I might feel accepted. Being with you was fun, yeah. I feel comforted. You were apart of my family, were. Until Yoongi became one. It was fun with him... but soon enough I realised I am trashed too!
My girlfriend, she is now hunting down for Baekhyun, your careless ex. That handsome man that left tons of girls dying and feeling worthless because they were played with. Taeyeon... I adored her. Now all my happiness is gone. I don't have anyone... left.
You might be thinking, 'Our mother?'. No, you see, she didn't cared about me. She loved you, Y/N! Now I'm a third-wheeler... In anyways. I've always been like this.
I was diagnosed the same way you were. On my 12th birthday.
I was taken to a psycologist... A professional psycologist since 'I've been acting weird' but... Its complicated.
I have no reason to put my feet on the stone-cold floor from my bed that tortures me with self-hating thoughts every night. I had no choice, Y/N. There was no choice for me to choose anymore. These thoughts ARE ENOUGH! I'm ready to jump down this cliff.
You won't care anyways.
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For Once (BTS Suga FF)✓
Fanfiction[completed] --For Once // Suga FF // -- ☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆ Finally, I'm changing school. Why am I so happy? Well, more like, the clichés, "I might lose contact with my friends.". I'm happy because I got out of this prison of a school. They treat us l...
