[C] The Day You Came

Eleven

I was alone at the rooftop,
somehow thinking to just jump off.

But I couldn't.
I would rather die without anyone knowing.

"Hey, Sejeong."

I turned around to find the voice.

It was you, Sehun.

You came to me and gave me a chocolate bun.
It used to be my favourite.
"Here, this is delicious."

But I refused,
"I'm not eating."

"Ahh, why?"
You whined.

I didn't spare any glance at you.

You suddenly held my wrist,
causing me to yelped in pain.
"Ah!"

The cut.

"Are you okay?" You asked, looking all guilty.

Fake.

I left you there.