@Gravi-tea
chào các cậu, đây là câu chuyện đầu tiên được translate bởi hai translators đáng yêu của chúng mình là “and words are futile” của justinseagull trên AO3
mong các cậu sẽ ủng hộ !
https://my.w.tt/3PPmWXRqw4
Every time I see people leaving this world, it reminds me of him. He was a part of the group that got me into Kpop, the first group that I held dear. I remember crying continuously when I first heard the news. Having a dream where everything was just a rumor. I was really sad back then. He is charming, has a great voice recognized in the industry, in a famous group that is known for their unique music and amazing live performance, had a successful solo career and a radio show. On top of that, the dream of his young-self came true and he works with a job he is passionate about. (I believe) He has a support group: his loving members, friends, and family. Yet, it was not enough. He still found this world hard to live. Thinking that someone I respect going through this stills makes me wonder, what will happen to me eventually. One day, will I give up? Will I decide enough is enough and let everything go? That I can never fill the hole in my empty heart?
Sometimes living just hurts. Sometimes everything feet like they would be better if I wasn't there. Sometimes I thought that if I was never born, I would not have to hurt myself in the process of growing up.
Sometimes I wish for guidance. A person who would listen or at least see through the "I'm okay" mask to realize something is wrong. But a wish is just a wish and what you wake up with is the reality. And the reality is not something I want to wake up to.