The next day during lunch break, I went to the roof top again, avoiding the judging eyes of my classmates. They think I'm weird because my parents are murderers and are in jail. If I had a choice to pick my parents, I would have lived a different life.
I stepped inside the abandoned room and sat on the far corner again. I pulled my drawing book and started scribbling.
Then I noticed the bare wall that I drew and wrote on yesterday. There was something written on it.
My eyes widen.
Someone wrote "Cheer up!" and drew a sun that has a smile on it beside my cloud drawing.
I took my marker and wrote again, "Who are you?"
The next day, there was a something written again.
"A ghost. :)"
"Funny, I'm not scared. 😛"
"Run before I kill you. 😂"
"Why are you writing here? This is my place." I replied, thinking that I haven't seen anyone here before. Maybe he IS a ghost.
"This is MY PLACE! 😂"
"We can share it." I wrote.
"Yeah, why do you want to die anyway?"
"I hate my life."
"I'm sure it's not that bad."
"No one ever talked to me, I'm always alone. I don't want this life."
"Well, at least you're alive. You always have a choice."
"Yeah, that's not something to be happy about and I don't have a choice."
"Everything happens for a reason."
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My Hero /taehyung sad ff.^
Fanfictionthis is the fanfic that I made while I was recovering from my sadness. This is a sad story, it's not my usual happy type of fanfic. Sorry but I hope you'll like it. 😭💜
