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Soonyoung

I sighed, tired of crying every night. I look beside me, and saw a glimpse of something shiny.


A Penknife.


I grabbed it, and rolled up the sleeves of my sweater, revealing my old cuts.

I held the knife tightly in my hand, and guided it's way across my forearm. My hand twitched, as my face scrunched in pain.

I looked down and smiled, looking at the masterpiece I created.




But that smile soon shattered when I thought about her...

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