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Drawing a cut on his wrist using a razor blade isn't hurting anymore. He is in the bathroom with Myrtle keeps on blabbering, asking him to stop hurting himself. He can see the blood dripping from the cut yet he remains expressionless. Every cut he makes just for Kai and Kai only. He doesn't care whether he will end his life at this moment because he just wants to run away from the tanned boy. It is hurt so much, seeing the person he loves, loves someone else.

He is so full of himself that's the reason why nobody ever likes him—he isn't going to let his prides down easily. All about himself is disgusting in his point of view because he is bad to everyone around him, rude, outspoken and everything negative is inside him but today, he's giving up his life because of certain someone.

He draw another cut on his thigh—wishing that every pain that bugging inside him will be away but he feels even more hurt, not because of the cuts but Kai's words. He feels as if Kai is Confringo-ing him, burning him alive. Choking on his breath as the cut is going deeper when he presses the sharp razor blade—digging in his skin.

'I love you too, but as my enemy.'

The words send him another stab on his chest thus making him draw another cut on his arm and he let his tears flow down his cheeks. He can't hold the crystal liquid for any longer, it can only kill him. The sound of Myrtle’s blabber soothes him sometimes but it can’t help himself to stop making cuts on his skin.

He'd rather die by letting the Dementor his soul than facing Kai and the students. The yesterday’s event was so embarrassing and he knows that he shouldn’t confess at the public, it can only hurt him but he is already hurt by the fact that Kai doesn’t love him nor wants to be his friend, so he shrugs it off.

“Malfoy’s!” Myrtle shrieks as she sees him collapsing to the floor.

His world has finally comes to an end when his vision suddenly turns black, Myrtle's voice echoes to his head saying that he shouldn't do that but he closes his eyes, letting himself collapse to the floor.

He deserves this—he deserves to die because many people out there are hurting because of him. He deserves to be killed because he has never concerned about people’s death and never once pities them.

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