Mark Lee is the resident bad boy and a well-known bully at school. But despite his rebellious façade, many girls still fall for him. He doesn't, however, fall in love with anyone because he believes he's just not capable of loving someone.
Or so he...
"What's the point of living, if you're just gonna die in the end?"
She said.
I still couldn't speak so I slowly walked closer, careful not to scare her away. Then I cleared my throat.
"Elizabeth, please put that down. I'm sorry about yesterday, okay? I didn't mean to say those words to you. I'm so sorry," I said calmly, despite my heart pounding in my chest at the sight of the gun in her hand.
She looked at me, then lifted it to her head.
"Elizabeth, listen to me! Put the gun down. Come on, let's—let's talk about this. Where'd you even get that?"
She stared at me for a while.
I could tell that her eyes were pleading for help, but her actions tell otherwise.
She blinked a few times, as if having second thoughts, then she put the gun down and stared at it.
There was a moment of silence between us, and it was deafening.
I just stood where I am, my body feeling heavier by the second. I couldn't believe what was happening in front of me. She was just a few feet away.
I wanted to run to her, to get the gun away from her. I wanted to stop her from harming herself. But my feet weren't letting me. I was stuck there, unable to do anything.
She blinked several more times before finally breaking the silence.
"Who cares? The world is better off without me." She put the gun back to her head and closed her eyes, readying to pull the trigger.
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