Enough.
Just enough.
I don't want this.
I can't do this anymore.
The guy walked like a drunk man, got his hair messy and his eyes red with a stain of tears on his cheeks. He walked with a blurry vision and without destination, slightly limping.
I'm tired with all of this.
I hate myself.
I want this all end.
I want this pain get away.
His feet brought him to a place where people couldn't really find him. It was 4 in the morning, even the sun haven't rise yet, but this guy was already done with his day, with his life to be exact.
For this fucking two years, he felt like at his worst everyday. I will end this all now, no one can stop me, he thought.
Since school and now on college, he was being picked and bullied by his 'friends'. Not friends with a real meaning, but like classmates, schoolmates, collegemates, he didn't have one fucking person that could be called 'friends' in his life.
Being a rich kid wasn't helping at all, it just made everything worse. That was once when he had a bunch of friends at middle school. Just like an innocent kid he was, he gave everything his friends wanted, but they never once there for him if he needed them, and talked about him behind his back. After awhile, he realized that they just taken advantage of him, because he was rich. He never tried to be friends with anyone after. He got some trust issues by that.
Again, being rich wasn't helping, along with his personality. There was always some 'guys' who picked him, because he was rich, because he used and wore expensive things, that envy them, or they just wanted to get his money and make fun of him. Being shy and introverted made him feared the bullies even more, along with lack of defense skill (he just didn't like sports, moving wasn't his specialty), he couldn't do anything but let them do what they wanted to him.
His family, his parents, could they called by that? That two person that never gave him attention? That couple who just cared about their company and business? Who always told him to do better at school and belittled him because of the bullyings he got? Heck, that house couldn't be called home for Soobin.
Yes, Choi Soobin, that only child of Choi's couple who owned the big company in South Korea. Some of people knew him, some just knew his name, and some didn't really care about the Choi's couple son. One thing that he could be grateful of, he could go anywhere without people noticed that he was the son of the that famous rich couple.
But again, because of people couldn't recognize him, he got bully more. Like now, he went to one of the bar, the first time for him to go to a place like that. He usually just drank at his mansion, but he didn't want to stay at that place at all. He just wanted to forget everything, his life was sucks, so he went there to get some liquor.
Soobin wasn't the type who could tolerate the high level of alcohol. In fact, he couldn't really drink. So just by few glass of alcoholic drink, he went drunk, still sober but he couldn't move much.
And by that, he was taken advantage by some stranger from that bar. They flirted with him, that caused him to shoo them harshly without even thinking what would have possibly happened to him by that actions.
You could say, it ended bad, really really bad for Soobin. After he shooed them harshly, told them assholes and slapped one of them (that looked like their leader), they took him to the alley behind the bar,
and there...he almost got raped by some of them, by two of them from the total of four. He couldn't fight, the liquor he drank made him weaker. Thankfully there was someone who spotted them did that and Soobin immediately ran away when they distracted, that was the reason he was limping now.
He walked at the sidewalk of somewhat quiet street. When he realized, he was now at the park, beside a long river, that no one there right now, because that was 4 in the morning.
Soobin smiled, but his eyes said otherwise. He took his feet, closer, closer to the edge of the brick, went near the fence on the edge of river.
He looked at the river, the water, it looks deep, no one could find me if I jump, right?
Just fuck, he felt that again, that aura everytime he was attempted suicide. He looked around, with his still hazy eyes, and stopped when he found someone (or something? He was uncertain) at the top of the river, flying, in front of him, with blank face, looking at him.
"What are you doing? I've seen you many times now."
That thing that looked like a human just stayed still, looking at him expressionless, "impressive, you can see me?" He said with a flat tone.
Soobin scoffed, "everytime I wanted to end this fucking life. Now what are you? An angel? Just go, I wanna jump now, I wanna end my life, and I don't wanna be helped by anything."
But then the next words that came out from that uncertain thing made Soobin confused and annoyed, so much that he just could stare at that flying thing.
"So do I. What do you think am I doing this fucking two years around you, loser?"
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The Grim Reaper | Yeonbin
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