-Y/N POV-
Where this hole depression thing started was when I was around 6 maybe 7 years old. My life was a living hell. On my 5th birthday we were moving to live in Korea because the standard were better than England which was where is was born 4th March 1994 once we had been in Busan for a while maybe 3-4 months my mum killed herself by overdosing on pills because of my abusive father. (This is why my depression started but it wasn't bad.) My father would all ways come home drunk and with another woman who he would fuck and then leave for another. When he didn't have a girl with him he would come home and beat me. I would have to starve myself because dad used all his money on buying alcohol, so that Kent I had to do community jobs to pay the bills. I carried on like this for a few years maybe until I was 13 before I finally left to Seoul to live with my Grandma. She always helped me when we ever came to visit her, she was the only family member who actually cared for and liked me. I lived with her for another year maybe until I heard about audition for a music company BigHit Entertainment. I was always good at singing but I preferred to rap, I always wanted to do something with my talent but I never had enough confidence to do it, my dad always pushed me down and wrecked my confidence but living with my grandma she helped me with gaining it again. She took me to auditions where I hopefully did well this is the audition
(The first dance is you)
The songs I used were 16 shots and Euphoria, I was asked for my email and phone number so they contact me the results. I went home and had a shower and got changed before I had my food before bed because I had school in the morning.
- Time Skip in the morning -
I woke up to my alarm telling me to get my ass up and to get ready for another day at the hell hole which is school. I never liked going to school because I don't have any friends and I also get bullied but I don't tell my Grandma of corse because I don't want her to worry about me. I got up and changed for school wearing my uniform grabbing my homework and other stuff plus my phone and walking into the kitchen where my grandma is making my breakfast before school. I ate up quickly and said goodbye before walking out of the apparent we had. I put my headphones in and started my walk to school which usually took me 5 minutes and gave me enough time to go to my locker and also to be ready for my mental beat up by the people who name themselves EXO and the other group is Got7 but here not as bad. They have always hated me but never said why.... I think it's because of my awkwardness around them and the word about my crush on one of the boys (Chanyeol) got out but I don't know how because I don't have any friends... Chanyeol is the main one who bullies me and I don't understand why, what have I ever done to them.
"Oh look it's the pathetic ugly stalker again." Chanyeol said before laughing with the others and I just stayed silent. "Leave me alone," I say in a low voice hoping they wouldn't hear me. "What was that?" Kai said pushing me into the locker. "I didn't.... say anything " I said trying to get up off the floor. "Oh so the pig is lying now."Sehun said kicking me in the stomach. (Well that's gonna bruise)
Kick
Punch
Kick
Punch
"Ugly"
"Fat"
"C'mon guys let's go" Chanyeol said leaving the scene with the others. I watched them walk around the corner of the locker into their classroom before I got up off the floor and made my way into the bathroom to make my self throw up. I stuck 2 fingers down my throat a couple times before nothing but liquid came up.
I did this a few times before getting out my razor and slicing it again my wrist a few times until I was interrupted by my phone buzzing. I put the razor down and grabbed my phone to see that I had got an email.....This is the time I get to see if I have become a trainee. I really hope I have made it in because then I hopefully won't have to come back here again.
I unlocked my phone and there it was the email from BitHit Entertainment.......I read the letter again and again to make sure I was reading it correct and I was..
The letter said that I have got into the company and they want to meet me on Saturday the 5th of October to sort everything out and for me to meet the other member of the group they are calling BTS a 8 member group. I really can't wait to tell my Grandma.
After my lil happy moment I remembered about the stinging pain in my army and the blood dripping down my arm. I immediately asked my arm before getting a bandage out of my bag and wrapping it around my arm. I picked the razor up washed it and the, putting it in my bag while I was walking out of the bathroom and making my way out the front door after telling the staff I was sick so they could let me home early. Once I got home I went straight into my room and had a shower before getting into my dance clothes to practice my dances I was doing. I didn't have to worry about my Grandma coming in my room because she always goes out during the day when I'm at school.
It was a pretty normal day for me until I heard a loud bang followed by a scream probably from my nanna but I hoped it wasn't. I ran as fast as I could down the stars to be faced with my nanna covered in blood and she wasn't responding I immediately called an ambulance telling them everything they needed to know about the situation and writhing a couple of minutes a noise from a siren was the last thing I heard before I passed out from seeing all the blood.
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8th Members Depression
FanficWhere bts' 8th member goeth throughly depression for years but doesn't tell the others because she doesn't want them to worry about her. They only realize when they are practicing for your when Y/N passed out during practice.