(TRIGGER WARNING: Depression is one of the key factors of this fanfiction) Joshua William Dun sits alone by the computer, the eerie glow of his smartphone washing his face with an almost sickly green color. He watches it in the darkness of his bedroom with dim, sunken eyes. Tyler's voice floats from the device around his hunched form, the phsycal pain of dysphoria pooling in the pit of his stomach at the sound of his old fren's vocals. It was so unfair--what happened to him... to Tyler... to the both of them. It was his fault really--his fault they couldn't preform together anymore, his fault they couldn't joke anymore, his fault he lost Tyler and all the joy and friendship that came with him. All his fault. It was simply tearing poor Joshua apart.