(a/n - this story is undergoing major editing, so prev this chapter didn't contain the same content as it has now... Sorry ppl 🙁)
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'There have been 20 murders in Seoul city in the time span of just 2 months. The police department suspects these murders to be done by a serial killer.'
So, our next news is going to be about....'
Another morning with the same old news.. Aish, why kill people when one cant even motivate oneself to stay alive? Ah this depression surely is a killer itself, i dont need a serial killer to kill me.
Today is a pretty boring day too, cuz i'll be taking the bus to my cafe where i work, meet my boyfie and then come back to this so called house.
Lets time skip a bit to when i snapped back to reality from my blank space, i.e when he was shaking me.
So the situation right now was, my shift was over... He came over to the cafe to check on me... And then i spaced out as usual.
" hey u ok?"
His voice always brings peace to my mind... And those thoughts melt away..... For a while.
"mm, yeah just tired i guess."
i give a dry reply to him, to which he just smiles at me and holds my hand in his.
His pov
She doesn't seem to be herself today, not that she doesn't blank out everyday.. But today she seems lost. Wonder what's going on, she doesn't like sharing stuff with people.
I gently rub my thumb over her hand -
" is everything alright?"
-"ah- yeah i did say right now that i was ok.."
" u dont sound ok to me"
-" because i feel ok and that doesn't mean that i'll sound ok too"
" then why aren't u sounding ok?"
-"just got too many on my plate."
" is that it?"
She only nods and then stands up. God knows why she always bottles up things. Dont judge me for not asking her further, because previously i did try to do it only to be banned for a week. So, whatever steps i take, i think about it before doing it.
If she hasn't found anytime from her depressing life story to introduce herself... Then let me do the honours for both of us. I am kim taehyung and she is kyla my neighbor as well as gf.
If you are waiting for my life story... Then let me warn u about the 'i want more info' warning, cuz i got next to nothing to share about....
Well so here it goes, i did share my name previously, i was born in daegu, but here in Seoul since a small kid... Art major and i am a photographer by hobby ( i do have a studio for that too though.) I live alone in Kyla's neighboring house, and sometimes my friends come over... My mother , she left me back when i was only a 1year old child. And about my dad.. Then lets just say that i am not so fond of him, basically i keep him out of my family picture, oh i dont have one..
So i dont usually talk about him neither do i talk about my mother. Also, a boyfriend of a depressed girl, who wasn't depressed all her life.. But she was a cheerful, energetic, beautiful and heartwarming girl. Although her beauty remains, her energy and her will to stay alive has been lost in thick fog of depression.
(a/n - sorry once again tho... If anybody reads this crappy story... I shall pray for ur eyes and mind and thank you all... 🙇♀️🙇♀️)