Rehab

One: The Boy Next Door

The world looks so different from up here on the rooftop. I used to come up here to sit and watch the sunrise and watch the sunset. It's so beautiful. The city lights all shine so bright from here and I can't help but stare at them. The sunrise today is more pink than normal. I might as well take in the view since it's the last sunrise I'll ever see.

I have a limited amount of time to live... Not because of an illness or anything, just because I don't have any reasons to live anymore. I lost all of my reasons to live several years ago, but stayed hopeful.. Up until now, that is. I planned to jump off of my apartment building last night/early this morning, but I wanted just one more day to do whatever I wanted.

I swing my legs back over the ledge and walk towards the roof doors, heading back to my apartment. I enter the elevator and sigh to myself when I see that someone has requested a ride here as well. I wanted to enjoy the silence and now it'll be too awkward for me to actually enjoy anything.

*Ding* Suddenly, the elevator comes to a halt and the doors peel apart, showing a man before me. He shows a kind smile and steps in. "Hi," He goes to press the desired floor's button, only to realize that it's already been pressed. "Oh! We're headed to the same floor. Going to visit someone?" He asks confidently.

I shudder at the thought of having to have a conversation with someone. "No, I live on that floor." I say quietly, trying to be as polite as possible.

He tilts his head and furrows his brows together. "Really? I've never see you here before, though." He scratches his head, seemingly trying to recall if he's ever seen me before. "Oh, you must've just moved in. How rude of me," He bows formally and introduces himself, "Kim Taehyung, nice to meet you!"

I force a small smile, my lips pressing together on their own. "Y/F/N." I bow back before correcting him. "And I've actually lived here for three years. The same floor.. The same apartment." I mumble and look down.

I can see from the corner of my eye that he turns a little red in embarrassment. "I-I'm very sorry.. I can't believe that I've never seen you in the three years you've lived here. I've lived here for four years." He gives me information that I never asked for. I don't care how long he's lived here, I don't care that he doesn't know who I am, I honestly couldn't care less.

*Ding* Thank god, I can finally get out of here. I take off for my apartment as fast as I can without looking suspicious. I don't even have the courage to stop caring about what people think on my last day here. How pathetic. I stop at my door and fish my keys out of my pocket, fumbling with the lock.

"Oh! You live in the apartment next to mine. That's so strange, I thought that the apartment was vacant." Taehyung speaks from beside me and shoots me a warm smile.

The words come out of my mouth before I could stop them, "It'll be vacant soon. No worries." 'Stupid fucking lock!'

He turns to me and tilts his head like a confused puppy. "Are you moving soon?"

I chuckle at the dark irony of this conversation and look at him, taking a good look at his face before finally opening my door up. "Something like that, yeah." I smile at him and laugh at my own sick jokes.

Finally in my apartment, I close the door and go to take a shower. If this is my last day to live, I'm gonna look good.