I'll Forgive You.
Description
He hated himself.
Whether it was his face, his hair, his voice, or his entire being, he hated it.
Every last bit.
But he also hated everyone else.
Judging him based on physical features. On a choice he should have never made. On anything they could dissect from his once jubilent personality.
"You just need a light." Kris had once said to him.
But Kris doesn't understand. No one did.
& it was agony being there. being alone.
[A/N: Yeah, so. Baekyeol feels. Woo. And it's going to be all angsty and stuff so if you don't like it, please feel free to click out of this story. Thanks for reading. It should be up soon. ]
[there is fluff. lots of it. so whatever floats your boat]
[totally coincidental if any of this seems familiar. I just woke up and bam, I wanted to write a angsty story.]
Foreword
Who needs this, who needs them, who needs me.
"he killed our angel"
"how cruel"
"he won't ever understand what he's done"
"WHO THE ARE YOU PEOPLE TO JUDGE ME," he screamed from the top of the school building, "WHY THE DO YOU CARE ABOUT MY LIFE SO MUCH. WHY FOCUS ON ME. WHY!?"
why? he thought as struggled to hold himself up on the railing; his mental and physical state slowly shutting down.
just let it stop. he begged, forcing it into the ears of any deity that might have happened to pass his miserable state.
Please.
He glared up at the sky and squinted his eyes when he received no asnwer. He felt the anger crashing back into his body; his knuckles turning white from gripping the railing so tightly.
"Fine. I'll do this myself," he angrily spat out.
Blinking back hot tears he jumped over the railing right before a pair of small hands could reach his jacket; missing it by a second.
Too late
"NO!"
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