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Of all things, no one suspected that he would resort to this.
Sometimes Minseok thinks too much. His thoughts are swirling and writhing around. Minseok wonders why they won't stop. He doesn't want to think, so he dreams instead. His dreams are his his attempts at organizing his thoughts. Minseok is a dreamer.
Sungjong hates his entire being, he stands in front of his mirror picking out every flaw of his body, his own words tormenting his mind daily. It isn't long before he develops a disorder... will anyone be able to help him recover out of his own self distruction? High School AU Warning(s): Eating Disorder, Mentions of self harm, boyxboy
With their reputations, careers and millions of adoring fans, bad news are not an option. Secrets have to be kept, no matter how painful they are. Kwon Yuri
Jung Min Hee was your normal, average girl. Her grades were fine, she had a job, and she had an amazing boyfriend. But there was one thing she hid from everybody she knew, and it was about her eating disorder. It was ruining her life, but she wouldn't admit to the fact that she was hurting in the inside.
Beneath the bright lights, the screams from the fans, the exhaustion from practice, and the thick make-up, Minseok feels himself being devoured quicker than ever by demons that whisper sweet curses in his ear and he's spiraling into something he can't control.
The gentle swiping of feet on relentless fake marble momentarily distracts him from the oncoming fate he’d given himself. Swish, swish, swish. Before he can blink he’s in front of the contraption he’s come to hate with a bitter passion. He hates it
Sungjong closed his eyes as his body shuddered and heaved with another round of retching and coughing. His eyes fluttered closed briefly, and he laid his forehead on the white porcelain lid. 'It was a mistake', he thought, 'to have ever come here.' Trembling, he slowly stood up, wiping his mouth with toilet paper. The sound of the toilet flushing resounded with resolution through the empty bathroom.