Entelechy (BTS X Suicidal Male Reader/OC)

knowing

I don't remember anything, who I am, and what I'm doing in a hospital. I'm just waiting for someone who will recognize me. For some apparent reason, my wrist hurt a lot, I look at it, a bloody bandage covering it. I tear it slightly exposing sore cuts, my eyes widened.
'Did I try suicide?' I thought. I began to question as I scan my features. I have bruises around my chest and cigarette burns around my arms. My head is bandaged up and my lower is freshly bruised from thigh to knees, it's excruciating to move. I sigh.

"Who was I before all of this?"

"Am I a horrible person or a good one?"

"Have I live a prosperous life?"

"Did I commit suicide?"

"Can someone please explain to me? "

"I don't know who I am"