Kyungsoo's lips quivered, launching tears, sweat and snot from the edges mingling with the blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked up through his sopping bangs, angered and confused. 

"Why'd you do it," he rasped. "You could have done better. But you chose this hell hole to dig for yourself. Why did you do it?"

There was silence as Chanyeol looked at him, sorrow in his eyes. "I was never good at anything, Kyungsoo," he moaned. "If I liked it, I wasn't good enough. If I hated it, I was worse off. My parents saw nothing in me. They spurned me, the laughed me to scorn...they--."

"'They' nothing! Look at what's around you, Chanyeol. All of it. It's filth. It's heinous. It's crazy. 

Just a little something I'd wanted to do for a long while now, but just got the inspiration to post it at least. Again, I did promise to stay away from Exo fics from now on, or at least wean myself from it. However, I can't seem to let go of dear ol' Chanyeol.