: Her
IT'S LIKE a void.
A dark void. A never ending dark void that consumes everything so you're left with nothing.
Empty.
The silence rang in my ears and I close my eyes, letting my mind fill with his voice. I could picture him in my head, standing in front of me. A carefree smile dancing on his lips as he gazed at me like there was actually something worth watching.
Behind his "happy guy" persona, I knew there was someone who feared love and life in general. I was too caught up in my own problems that I forgot that I'm not the only one silently suffering.
I turned around as my hair fluttered in the air, my arms tightly wrapped around me. I began my walk back to Miss. Jung. The passersby stared at me openly probably because I was sobbing uncontrollably.
When I reached Miss. Jung, she wasn't alone. The doctor who was in front of her stared down at her, his eyes were softened as he held her by the arms trying to hoist her up. He was muttering words I couldn't hear since I was standing so far away.
But one look at the hysterically crying woman,
I instantly knew what was wrong.
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Click | JHS ✓
Fanfiction[A SHORT STORY] ❝ I say I'm okay, but in reality, I guess that's not me. ❞ She carried a clicker wherever she went, the click was an indicator of a happy thought that may have struck her mind. It was her way of escape. Escape from the feelings that...
