hongjoong sighed to himself as he fiddled with his pencil, staring longingly at the chalk board in front of him. his teacher was going on about something in geometry that he was probably supposed to be taking notes on. knowing hongjoong, though, he couldn't find the motivation to actually pay attention in class today and had nothing but a blank lined paper in front of him.
the boy was failing this class, and he knew that he was. days could go by and hongjoong felt like he was just falling into an endless pit that he couldn't get out of. of course it was probably what they would say, "a peace of cake" to get out of but he didn't see it that way. hongjoong could open up a missing assignment only to close it back up because he didn't understand any of the words being said.
he felt his eyelids becoming heavy and decided to lay his head on his desk until class was over. for a while, hongjoong was unable to sleep like he wanted to due to the teacher's loud obnoxious voice and her questions that no one would answer. but, eventually his thoughts drowned her voice and he couldn't understand what she was saying anymore.
he finally felt at ease for the first time today, even though it wouldn't last as long as he wanted too.
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the first chapter is boring, i know, but it'll get better :)
also, this is me warning you again ⚠️ this book WILL include self harm, suicidal thoughts, mentions of dying, drug abuse, and smoking ⚠️ so please do not read if those trigger you.
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