You were sitting on the closed toilet, cheeks still wet from all the tears that had been rolling down for hours, but now you ran out of them. You were tired, no exhausted and your emotions were all over the place. You were feeling so depressed, so lonely, so meaningless. Everybody was letting you down and you just felt like nobody wanted you anymore, like no one cared about you. Everything that was going on was just to much for you to handle right now. 

Your eyes darted around the room and landed on a a little knife which was lying on the sink and your eyes were glued onto it. You had never thought of hurting yourself before, but would it be bad to try it? You turned your mind off as you stood up and grabbed the knife with one hand and slid your finger over it just to feel how sharp it was, would it be painful? Well if you didn't try you didn't know right? You stared at the sharp object and bit your lip, were you going to do it or not? 

You brought it to your wrist and closed your eyes, breathing in slowly and counting to three inside of your head. You gasped and dropped the knife on the floor, staring at yourself in pure shock. You couldn't believe what you had just done, it made you feel disgusted...of yourself. You stared at the little red drops of blood which were dripping onto the floor, covering the tiles. This was not what you had meant to do, but it had been stronger than yourself. 

You couldn't even react when suddenly the door flew open and a voice sounded into your ears. "Jagiyaaaa...I'm home!" Baekhyun yelled cheerfully but he catched for air as he laid his eyes on you, seeing you staring down on your bleed