𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗦 𝗙𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 × ʝαҽყσɳɠ

▪Prologe▪

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3rd person

Nothing. The feeling of absolutely nothing. That's what he felt.

The boy sighed, feet dangling off the roof while he was looking into the distance, eyes reflecting the sparkling city lights. "Seoul is indeed a beautiful place" was what all people always said.

'Is it really that pretty?' the boy questioned directed to himself, but he already knew the answer anyway. 'Maybe, if I could be amazed by anything one day' the brown haired said to himself.

The sound of trains or cars passing were heard and the cold night air was brushing against the boy's skin, but he couldn't care less. Well, he never cared about anything.

That's how it was. How his life was. Emotions were never there, even from the beginning on.

Sure, being emotionless had some advantages, for example not getting hurt at all, but you always were reminded by people calling you a 'monster'. But could you blame the boy? He was just curious what it would look like if he threw the cat off the school building.

Often things like that led to a lot of changing the school. For example now. Tomorrow was his first day at school. Why? Because maybe or maybe not the boy experimented with some chemicals and 'accidentally' some got into a classmates water bottle.

In fact he wasn't just lucky with not getting caught. It was thoughtfully planned, some days of stalking that annoying but also boring girl had been spend. Again, just maybe this girl wasn't in good terms with him. Maybe she did something to deserve this.

When he was young it was even worse. Jaehyun never had friends, because of all the parents not allowing their kids to play with him because he was rumoured to be a "bad kid" and so also a bad influence. But it wasn't his fault. He couldn't just switch emotions on. There weren't any at all to begin with. He was "born emotionless". It was in his family.

Somehow, his mother was similar. Tho she never told him anything about herself in that topic, the boy sure noticed how when somebody else got hurt, physically or mentally, she just couldn't care less.

"Like mother, like son"

they say or something like that.

Jaehyun shivered, his body slowly reacting to the cold or even freezing air but of course it was only his body reacting, not his mind tho.

Eventually the brown haired got off the ground and stood up, stretching himself in the process.

Looking down again, he witnessed some teenagers at a playground laughing and jumping around. They weren't really quiet. You could hear a "JAEMIN COLLECT OUR KIDS!" from a black haired male or "JISUNG STOP CHASING ME!" from a orange haired one. 'A weird hair colour yo choose' Jaehyun stated under his breath as he averted his gaze, still hearing the joyful laughter of the seven teens.

"I wish I knew what it feels like to be happy"

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Yaaaaay I'm bacccccc Lmao
Not with a skz fan fic this timem

So yeah this is inspired by the game Yandere Simulator and the song classfight by Melanie Martinez.

[Edit: I just edited it bc there were so many mistakes ahhhhhhh Im sorry]

Hope you enjoy reading it.