Alone in the silence of his room, Jaejin traces the blade of the knife across his fragile-looking wrist, not wanting to do it just yet. He thinks back to when Seunghyun found out about the scars and a pained expression crosses his face.

What was I supposed to do? He questions bitterly. Confess that the person who’s advised him to cherish the moments in life, to treasure everything he has now, is a ing cutter who takes drugs?

Having no answer, he slowly slices the first layer off his wrist. It hurts - not as much as the pain he's experienced before though. The numbness seeps in and there is a vague feeling of the world closing up before his eyes.

There is a soft knock on the door.

"Jaejin?"

He tries to reply, to assure Seunghyun that everything is alright; but he can't.

"Jaejin!" Seunghyun’s voice rises a notch higher. "You've been in there for an awfully long time. What's happening?"

Again, there is no response. Outside, Seunghyun is pacing to and fro with panic. He knows that he might be overreacting and that Jaejin might just be sleeping, but he can't shrug off this feeling he has in the pit of his stomach right now.

Finally, he barges in and sees his friend lying on the bed, unconscious.

Bleeding.

A blade tightly clenched in one fist and a packet of pills in the other.

Hello! :D

This is --iuVanilleau (originally melonchiffon--) with a oneshot ._. FT ISLAND SEUNGJAE THIS TIME! THROW CONFETTI PLEASE :D LMAO OKAY WHATEVER.

I'm taking part in Four Seasons Writing Contest! 8D

Using: PROMPT 4 <3

And yes I made the poster of the contest. /ego -3-

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[edit] I am a derp who used a picture of SeungKi. e___e

This used to be called "Through All Seasons", but I changed it to "Of Promises And Autumn Leaves" :>

Enjoy!