memories || kang taehyun

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i felt something poking my left cheek. fighting the hardness of opening my eyes , i could see you smiling and giggling with pen in your hand.

guess that's what you use to poke my cheek.

" gosh , how could you sleep during history class? good for you , the teacher didn't see you dozing off earlier." you say with a small smile.

i adjusted my position while rubbing my eyes.

" sorry , i stayed up all night yesterday. i barely sleep you know." i say. you just nodded your head.

" what are you doing?" i asked you.

" nothing , just doing a little bit sketch." you replied.

the pure paper is now tainted with beautiful simple sketch.

i knew it , you've always wanted to be an artist. you loved arts so much.

something captured my eyes.

" what's this?" i said , pointing at your wrist.

you cover your wrist quickly before i could see it clearly.

" it's nothing , don't worry."

i know you lied. it's not nothing , it is something.

" hey , are you okay?" i asked you.

" of course i am , why wouldn't i be okay?" you replied with giggles. a painful giggles.

" if you say so then fine. i'm just hoping you're really just fine , you know that you can tell me anything right? i will always be there for you. just don't do any thing that will eventually hurt and harm yourself."

to be honest , this is not the first time i saw a fresh red line paint your pale skin. are you harming yourself?

don't you ever harm yourself. you always have me , tell me your worries if that makes you okay.