Remember when we would hold hands, play on swings, watch movies together, and celebrate birthdays? Pic credits: google.

"I just wanna change your life, to let you know there is still hope." //short chapters COMPLETED started •10th of Jan 2018• ended •4th of Jan 2019•

Everyday when the hour hand strikes 4, I tested death. The one who saves me each time, undoubtly, was Jimin.

❝ live, just another day for me. ❞ in which a suicidal girl falls for a criminal. prepare tissues, get ready to go for a ride. this story will give you chills of a lifetime. 「disclaimer: includes depression and other mental health illnesses 」

"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17