TW: This story contains a lot of triggering issues regarding mental health and other sensitive cases. Please read it with caution. People said youth was the most beautiful moment of life. We laughed. We cried. We fought and loved endlessly. Everything we were done in the name of "being young". We dreamt of dream. We ran after them without any doubt. We made mistake to learn to fix it. Isn't it? Is this what we call as a fix? Where did the laugh we used to share together before? Where did the dream we chased after? You left. We are broken into pieces. People said youth was paired to pain. They said it hurt because we were young. That was why we should fight and win over it. Why did we keep running until these feet filled with scars? Could we win this fight? This wasn't an equal fight from the beginning. No one was being fair. We should bet everything at the first chance. To win or to lost. And at the end of day our innocence would be shattered down into nothing.