Jeno looked at all the people lining the hallways. They were happy, smiling. He wondered why he couldn't be like that. It was the only thing he wanted anymore.
He doesn't understand why he can't just get over it. Why Jaemin and his death has to constantly haunt his thoughts. Why he can't just move on and stop being so sad and depressed.
But Jaemin was his rock. Always happy. If he wasn't happy, being with Jeno could cheer him up. If Jeno wasn't happy, it took everything Jaemin had in him to cheer the older up. And now that Jaemin was gone, Jeno was never happy.
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Fanfictionsometimes those memories can be the worst nightmare. ⚠️MANY MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, DEPRESSION AND MANY OTHER SIMILAR TOPICS. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.⚠️ completed ✔️ ©️2020 dorkymarkie
