Blue ✔ | Pentagon Hui X CLC Sorn

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Hwitaek
8:35 PM

I stood by the river as the cars behind me passed by in a blur.

If I can't sing, there's no sense in living. I would come home as a failure after leaving with confidence that I would succeed on my own. I don't need my dad laughing at my face. Or my mom telling me, I told you so.

I dropped my duffel bag on the ground and climbed the railings of the river. The water sparkles in the dark through the moonlight. It's somehow calming.

I stood on it, my legs shaking. I took a deep breath and spoke, "I didn't have a nice life all the time, but it was good for a while, so thank you. Now, I just want this all to be over."

How deep is this river? Will I really drown if I jump? Or will I change my mind in the midst of dying and swim back to surface? What if I change my mind and I could swim but what if I get cramps? What if I regret this until after life? Is there even an after?

I would like it if there's no after.

Nothingness means nothing to feel, or see, or lose, or have.

"I'm ready." I said, hair blown wildly by the wind.

"Ready for what?"

A female's voice suddenly came up, startling me. I lost my balance and my heart dropped along with me.