"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Taeyeon woke up, screaming at the top of he lungs, totally horrified and mortified by her own dream.

"Gee, what the hell was that?" she sat up and rubbed her eyes as she looked around, checking any signs of another person in the room but there wasn't. Her room paint went back to white and definitely, no signs of weird photos on her bedside table. She sighed in relief and stood up, readied herself for a brand new day... or maybe, routinary day.

"Another day, same old stuff. How I wish I'll die already to skip another day for me to screw up... I wish I was never been born at all. This life is a curse." Taeyeon internally groaned and went to the bathroom to shower.

She looked in the mirror with the sense of disgust as she looked at her own reflection.

She never liked herself.

"Why am I born in this body? Why can't I be any other girl except this girl in front of me? Why am I not beautiful enough like other girls?" she sighed for the nth time and proceed with her routines.

---

"Hey Taeyeon, what's up?" her co-worker Sunny greeted her and visited her cubicle.

"Same old stuff." Taeyeon smiled a little and proceed with her usual work... or rather pretended to type something on her computer just to look busy.

"I got a good news for you." Sunny excitedly said

"Shoot."

"You've got promoted!"

Taeyeon was supposed to feel ecstatic and uplifting about it, but she didn't...

She just felt...nothing.

Emptiness.

"Oh."

"Is that all you have to say? Aren't you happy?"

"O-Of course, I'm happy!"

I'm not.

"Great! Hey, I have to go now. I have a meeting in an hour. I'll see you!"

"Yup." Taeyeon sighed wondering what's wrong with herself.

"In times of happy moments, I still feel down as ever. I feel like I don't deserve things I'm getting. I feel like everything I do isn't enough. I feel like nothing. I feel nothing. Nothing at all. Why can't I be happy?"

---

Taeyeon was crying...

She didn't know why, but she felt so sad.

Hence, she found herself in her workplace bathroom... Inside a cubicle, crying.

She kept looking at her wrist and a blade on her hand... she wanted to die but she didn't want the pain.

"Oh, god, I'm going crazy," she said to herself as she sobbed, she brought out antidepressants in her pocket and drink two tabs and after that, her phone rang.

"H-Hello?"

"Taeyeon, where are you?" it was Sunny 

"Just went to the bathroom, why?"

"Manager Bae is looking for the report you made."

"Oh, coming right up." Taeyeon hanged up and dried her tears on her sleeves when she went out, she saw a familiar face.

A man cleaning the bathroom... that old man on the rooftop.

"Why didn't you do it?" the old man asked and whistled as he mopped the floor

"W-What?"

"You wanted to die right? Why didn't you do it?"

"How did you know?"

"I know everything."

"Right, mind your own business."

"Had a good sleep last night?" the old man asked

"H-How did you..."

"How did I know? I told you, I know everything."

"I had a weird dream last night that I saw my own future...  I didn't like it. It was the last thing I was expecting to happen."

"You didn't like it? I thought you wanted to see the best part of your life?"

"I'm not sure if knowing I am gay is the best part."Then Taeyeon realized what she said and put her hands on in surprise, the man laughed so hard

"You know, closeted gays really need to get out from Narnia."

"I think watching Sponge Bob has side effects on my mentality."

"Those tabs got a side effect on your mentality." the man pointed on her pockets

"How did you... Oh, well... you'll just say you know everything. I got to go. I have some work to