I see you every day, you walk past me, sometimes we meet eyes but I quickly look away pretending as if I didn't see anything. Though when I see you laughing with a girl, it irks me because I know I'll never be in that place, by your side. I'm too cowardly to ever approach you. I feel great regret but I shouldn't interfere with your life anyways.Despite my cowardly actions it hurts that you don't notice me. Although I know I shouldn't be sad because I do enforce this pain upon myself by being cowardly. As much as I try to find happiness without you it always backfires. Its the same cycle. I always come back loving you like the idiot I am. As much as I try, I always feel like crap. Not worthy enough for your standards. Don't you see me everyday? Or am I just invisible to you? Your dazzling smile where your pearly white teeth shines and your eyes turn into crescents always makes my day better. I feel happier to just see you. I still remember the day when I fell in love with you. I will never forget that day. But it's time to forget you. In order for me to move on with my life. For me to be able to find happiness. I need to find someone better. Someone that will reciprocate my feelings. Someone that will love me for who I am. In the end though as much as I try I'm hopeless. I'll never find someone better. It's better if I just leave town to start anew. To forget everything.
2 Weeks Later
Currently, I've been better. Not so depressed anymore. I still love him. But I like to deny that fact. No more staring or anything. However, I'm trying to move on as I have to leave tonight. I HAVE to start anew in order to become better or else I won't be able to live if I keep staying here. I put my things in the suit case and I see the boxes that all have to be moved. I take my things and call for a taxi. As I wait, I call the movers so that they can help move my things to my new place. After a couple minutes, the taxi finally arrives. I get in the taxi with my luggage. As the taxi takes me to my new place, I look at all the places we pass, remembering each thing before I leave forever. The convenience store that's just down the street, the fast food restaurant that I only went to once and the little stationary shops that display aesthetically pleasing items. All of a sudden the car tried to stop, however it was too late. It all occurred too fast. Unluckily the car did not stop in time, it was too late, I gave a glance to the side as I saw a truck coming at the taxi which was stopped within the intersection. All I heard was a boom as the truck hit the taxi then felt the impact of the truck colliding with the taxi. It was painful just like my love for him but bitterly sweet. It was as if I really wished for this to occur. I tried gasping for air and asking for help but no words came out. Everything was numb including me. I couldn't hear or feel anything. I could only see everything upside down and the taxi driver dead and motionless. I looked down to see blood all over and myself stuck. After checking my surroundings, I could feel my life ending because I began to slowly close my eyes. I could feel my soul becoming free. Knowing the life I lived and the depressing and suicidal thoughts I had I might just end up in Hell. Before I go, I my last words are: "I love you Jungkook. All this time. It might be too late but at least it was said before my death" Darkness then enveloped me and my pulse stopped.
The next day:
"I'm sorry to announce to the class that your fellow classmate, Jung Miyeon has passed away."
A/N:
I'm sorry if my writing is not what you expected.Like this was pretty amateur writing and I obviously I like BTS as a fan and not to an extreme extent like this story. I tried to edit it a bit but its still kind of rough. But in all theres a chance I might delete this. And I'm okay I just wanted to experience writing a sad story.
