SofiyWhite888
Sapnap used to have a love that felt like sunlight itself.
A sunflower of a person who made every room warmer, brighter, more alive just by existing in it. Colors seemed richer around him. Golds glowed softer, skies looked bluer, and even the hardest days felt survivable when that boy smiled at him.
But over time, his flower began to drift away.
Not all at once.
Not in some dramatic shattering.
Just little pieces disappearing day by day until Sapnap didn't know where the boy he loved had gone.
It was like watching someone slowly fall into a void he couldn't reach.
The bright clothes disappeared first, traded for dull grays and endless black. Then the laughter faded. The teasing smiles. The spark in his eyes. Even his hair lost its warmth, color draining from it like the world itself was giving up on him. And no matter what Sapnap did-no matter how hard he loved, how desperately he tried to pull him back toward the light-nothing worked.
He couldn't save him from whatever was swallowing him whole.
That was the part that hurt the most.
Because Sapnap remembered every version of him.
The vibrant one.
The loud one.
The one who used to grin like the sun loved him personally.
And he would have burned the entire world down just to see that smile again.
So when he found the book hidden away beneath piles of forgotten things, his hands trembled before he even touched it.
"KJ."
The letters were embossed into the cover, raised beneath his fingertips. On the back was a swirl painted in green and purple, faded but still there, stubbornly surviving.
Sapnap stared at it like it might finally explain everything.