The Boy Who Stutters [YOONMIN]

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Tears ran down my cheeks as I dropped my bag and sat down on a broken bench.

Should I really do it?

Will the pain go away?

I took a shakey breath and held the silver blade up, it reflected the sunlight prettily.

I held my wrist out, my hand shaking as I slowly brought the blade up to my wrist.

Cut.

Do it.

It won't hurt.

Fuck! Just do it Park Jimin! No one fucking cares!!

I bit my lip and placed the blade against my skin but something stopped me from dragging it through my skin

"Don't do it."