CW : This fic contains themes of depression, severe anxiety, abuse, and suicide. Look at me: useless, unimportant, a failure. I'd bet that most people my age are doing way better; they're likely employed and actually have friends. But looking at the guy next to me accompanied a nice feeling to say the least... even though the reason probably shouldn't. With the frown he wore and the way his brows knit together in what most likely was frustration, he doesn't seem all that fulfilled either. It's a selfish thought, but I'm glad to see people most likely as miserable as me. "A cup of black tea, please," he ordered, his fingers picking underneath his nails, before his gaze drifted to the side. For a quick moment, I could notice a look to the side in my direction, then a pause, before he turned back. ... A few minutes began to pass by while my tea began to cool down in my hands. I'll have to leave soon... but how am I supposed to get home? I'm not really sure if I have enough money to take the train. I winced. I'll probably have to ask Dazai-san for help again... "Your order, sir," the barista said before sliding it over to him. I rested my head on the edge of my palm as I leaned forward, my gaze unintentionally drifting off to the person sitting next to me. On a second look, I can't help but notice the oddness of his hair-inky black with short bangs and two longer pieces with white tips framing his face-I've been told that my hair was weird in an uneven kind of way, but... it's simply... peculiar to say the least. Also not to mention his complexion-pale and ghoulish. That paired with his haircut made him look like some odd vampire. He started to look over the table-seemingly searching for something until his eyes met the jar of sugar cubes. As he began to lift the lid open, he started to put... Oh. 1... 2... 3... 4... cubes of sugar...? Bsd fic

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ "Fifteen seconds left and you've only gotten it in twice," "I swear, if you say one more word..." "What, you'll miss a third time?" -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ Keep quiet, stay under the radar, avoid drama. Those were the golden rules-principles Narae had lived by for years. It was how she ensured peace and order in her life, avoiding complications and finding comfort in predictability and routine. It was simple, it was safe, and she loved it. But then Lee Haechan happened. And from that moment on, everything shifted. She was no longer sure whether she could ever go back to the life she once knew. Yet a small part of her wondered if she ever even wanted to. -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ - Very Slow-Burn - Buggers/Enemies to Lovers - Highschool AU - Published : August 29 2024 - Completed : December 31 2024 (It's my first book so might be a little cringe and messy) -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ #1 in donghyuck #1 in chenle 01-12-25 ₊˚⊹ ١٥٧٤♡ﾒ𝟶ﾒ𝟶