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TW// abuse and fighting 

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Jisung looks over to his phone 

5:00 am 

the screen read. he resists the urge to throw his phone across the room and fall back asleep. Instead, he slips his red beats headphones over his ears and sits up in his bed. 

he sighs as he rips away his warmth and comfort sliding out of his blanket and place his feet on the cold hard floor. Jisung changes out of his still warm pajamas into a tank top and shorts going to head to his home gym and work out. 

Normally Jisung had a good 2 hours to himself in the morning, but today was just not on his side. 

he opened his bedroom door to reveal both of his parents standing in front of it, arms cross and angry looks across their faces. 

Jisung gulped as he looked at both his parent's faces, feeling vulnerable and scared like a little kid being punished for the first time. 

Jisung doesn't remember the last time he saw his parents next to each other not fighting. they were either always fighting with each other, or one was out who knows where and the other was yelling at Jisung. This made Jisung even more anxious. 

Jisung couldn't take them just standing there anymore, even though the door had only been open for a minute now, to Jisung it felts like hours have gone by. tears threatening to spill out of the young boy's eyes terrified about what might happen. He tries to slowly back up and closes his bedroom door. 

that was one of Jisung's worst decisions in his life so far.

his dad pushed his bedroom door more open while grabbing Jsungs arm in the process pulling him forwards. Jisung didn't even try to hold back his tears anymore, letting them freely fall out of his eyes onto his round cheeks. 

" ah look at this boy*scoffs*  I thought you were all grown up, your 16 now, why are you still crying like a baby. " his dad said while fighting his grip on Jisungs arm. causing more tears to fall from the scared boy's eyes. 

" you can't even answer me, how pathetic," his dad said while turning around pushing Jisung against the wall sill with a strong grip on his arm

Jisungs eyes shoot around the hallways trying to find something else to focus on. His eyes land on his Mother looking for any sign of sympathy or sadness. only to see more anger and a slight smirk. 

Jisung closed his eye as fighting as he could hoping this was all just a bad dream, which he knew it wasn't, but he still had hope. the headphones blasting music being the only thing bringing the boy any kind of comfort. 

the next time Jisung opened his eyes he was laying on his bed sore, and with no energy. The bright light immediately giving him a headache. Luckily his headphones were still on playing music. 

Jisung sits up seeing the new bruises and cuts scattered across his body to check the time. 

7:45 am

 sigh

" time to head to school " Jisung whispered under his breath. 

Jisung throws on his school uniform, grabbing his backpack, and heads straight out the front door. Not caring if anyone was hoe or watching him. Occasional tears spilling out of his eyes as he walked to school. Headphones still on his arrives at the school gates 

sigh 

he pauses for a minute before putting on a fake smile and heading into the building in front of him. 



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A/N 

sorry, this chapter was a little sad, but it has a little background of jisungs home life. 

if any of you are experiencing anything remotely similar at home please reach out to a trusted adult, my dms are always open for anyone. 

I hope you enjoyed the slightly longer chapter! 



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