Razor blade,
Mirror,
Faucet,
Sweats,
Wrist,
Seungmin,
In one.
He tries not to scream as he points the razor on his arm. He washes the razor and hides it. He looks at his wrist, feeling satisfied. He stops his arm from bleeding with the bandage. This is the only way he can release his sadness. Even when he have friends besides him, he stills choose razor.
As he completely done. He crawled into a ball, hugging his knees, crying. At the time he closes his eyes, he saw his mother, and her new family, with a bright atmosphere, while seungmin here's depressed because of her.
He hates her for not loving him, he hates her for loving another child, he hates her for leaving him, he hates her for forgetting him, he hates her for not explaining everything to him, he hates her for making things even more confusing.
He loves her, he wants her to live happily, he respects her decision, he loves seeing her smiles, he wants her life to be perfect.
His thoughts were cut by a knock, "uhm, seungmin? Are you done? I.. I need to p- use the toilet." Jeongin said. Seungmin gets up and opens the door, "sorry i was— i fell asleep." He smiles.
"Hyung you didn't—"
"No, I'm not. Now go, or else you clean those liquids by yourself." Seungmin giggles. Jeongin gives a thumbs up and locked the door.
Seungmin sighs and laid on his bed, he covers himself with his blanket.
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Short Story[3 optional endings] "Seungmin.. just promise me you won't cut." said hyunjin. "i.. i promise.." He replied with a warm smile. you lied.. _ completed✔️ disclaimer; this story is made around 2018, so someone is mentioned in this story. i don't reall...
