A Piece Of Fallen Hope

No one is there for me. I reach out my hand but no one ever grabs it. Why? Because I'm not normal. I'm not stable. I hate the fact that people avoid me but I'm afraid I'd hurt them if they get close. Why? Why? Why can't I be normal?! Minho clutches his head in his hands as tears roll down his cheeks. They sky turn dark and heavy rain pours down. Minho could get sick and not recover for all he cares. No one does.

Minho suddenly feels the rain stopping above him. He could hear raindrops falling but he doesn't feel it. He looks up to see someone, a girl, holding an umbrella over him.

"You shouldn't stay in the rain, you'll get sick."

Minho smiles a little. It was as if his prayers were heard. Someone cared. But he just had to mess it up.

"Why do you even care. I don't want to be pitied by someone."

"Because I do care. I genuinely do."

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