The sun was setting slowly down the horizon. Thin layer of mist started to formed, as the rain slowly started to go away. Lying on the ground, his shirt is now wet, and the same goes for the grass too. Spreading his palm wide, he just let himself showered by the rain, before sighing and closing his eyes. He can still hear the sound of laughter, echoing through his mind like a wind blowing from the other side of the field. With the laughter, coms the hurt. With the hurt comes the pain. And with the pain, slowly it becomes his tears. Tears that now fell to the ground, and creeps into the wet soil beneath him.

His head hurts, and his body ached. But he didn't do anything to make it go away. He just can't. In fact, he just can't go on living anymore. Not when his feelings were at bay. Not when his life were meaningless. Not when his guilt is mounting inside him. And most importantly, not when he still the sweet, high pitched voice, calling his name from afar.

"Chanyeol, Chanyeol."

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