"y-yoongi hyung,i'm ti-tired."i smiled softly, "c-can we go back now?"
the food in front of me,almost untouched, was cleared away by the waiters and we left silently,yoongi still smiling occasionally.
i entered his car quietly,and the drive to my house was awkward and still.
"goodbye,jimin,see you at school."yoongi smiled and waved,the car driving off into the dark,misty air.
i entered my house after fumbling with the keys,all i could think of were the negative thoughts eating at me from inside,the urge to just bring my favourite blade across my already scarred and full wrists overwhelming me.
the moment i got in,i dropped everything, and stumbled to grab the razor from the bathroom,i loved doing it in there,right in front of the mirror,where i could see the crimson blood drip out of the small slit on my wrists,the pain increasing.
i let out a sigh as i cut my first one.
