SKINNY | ATEEZ WOOYOUNG

ten

there, there wooyoung.

don't stress, now get your wallet out and buy three bottles of pills.

they'll make you feel really good once you take them all.

"are you sure? will they make me feel happy?" wooyoung's voice shrunk and suddenly, he felt powerless.

"excuse me sir, are you looking for something?"

wooyoung looked up and saw a man, perhaps around his age, smiling kindly at him. wooyoung then realised he had to stop whispering to himself. he probably looked insane.

after all, he had a happy-go-lucky image to uphold. he was a popular idol at the end of the day.

"yes actually, could i grab three bottles of tylenol tablets? they're for my family and i." wooyoung lied calmly, surprising himself with how smooth it came out.

good lie, guess you're not completely useless.

the young man simply smiled and replied with a small "of course" and made his way to the front counter.

wooyoung took his wallet out of his jacket pocket and went to pay for the pills.

"that'll be ₩28,000."

wooyoung's hands trembled a bit as he handed over the money. the cashier gave him an awkward half-smile in return.

"thank you for coming, see you again!" the smiley man greeted as wooyoung took the effort to read his name tag.

'yeonjun' it read.

'i'll be sure to remember your smile when i'm gone yeonjun.' wooyoung's thoughts clouded his mind as he let out a giant breath he didn't know he was holding.

back to the dorms now. you're going to do this properly even if it hurts. no backing down now you fat pig.

if you can't starve yourself properly, perhaps this experience will be a wake-up call to try harder to please everyone.

and as wooyoung walked back to the dorms, his malnourished legs trembled more than they ever had before. he decided to walk slower, even if he wasn't burning calories as quickly as he could.

it was then 3:37am when wooyoung returned to his dorm room. he was welcomed by his sleeping roommate san, and an eerily inviting bathroom. so, he stepped inside.

the voices guided him.

they told him what to do, step by step.

empty one bottle onto you chubby palm, then swallow them all.

do the same with the next two. that's right, just like that wooyoungie, just like that.

after a few seconds, wooyoung started to see big, black spots in his vision. he knew that meant that he would pass out soon. so with his remaining strength, he grabbed the bottles, and crawled into his bed beside san and acted as if nothing had happened.

because, nothing had happened. wooyoung was still fat and no amount of pills would change that.

after 20 odd seconds of evil thoughts swarming his brain, wooyoung felt himself go limp in between his comfy bed, and let himself go.

he fell into a deep, dark, slumber and hoped to never wake up.

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