❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a former hitman sought the help of a psychologist to get rid of his suicidal thoughts.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Modern Setting
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ TW: Suicide
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Mature Contents...
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Approximately four hours before Eren called you, he was contemplating whether to pull the trigger or not.
It's been two weeks since Armin gave that business card to Eren and normally Eren would have forgotten all about it.
But for some reason he couldn't get his mind off of it. Maybe because he put it in the same drawer as his revolver and every time he was going to take the gun out, he would see the business card sticking out like a sore thumb.
Eren actually thought of different methods to get rid of the card. He tried to burn it, to throw it in the trash, to flush it in the toilet and the last attempt was to rip it to pieces but the card is still there because Eren wasn't able to do any of those.
By the time Eren had enough of seeing the business card, he decided to just leave his apartment and get some fresh air. He sped through Tokyo, the lights blurring by, his hand gripped the handlebar and sped up more.
Eren noticed the traffic lights up ahead and he slowed down until the traffic lights turned red. He propped his foot down and waited for the numbers to dwindle down. But while waiting, Eren saw a familiar guy up ahead.
He manoeuvred his motorbike and parked it before he walked towards Armin who is waiting at the bus stop where Eren saw him.
"Armin," he called and Armin looked up, visibly surprised to see Eren suddenly.
