taeyong pov
When I close the front door of my house, I immediately plug-in my headphones, trying to cover as much as possible the noises of this ugly world.
I walk to school. Music in my ears. Trying to ignore the looks of disgust that my schoolmates throw at me when I walk near them.
I really want to be invisible.
I want people to forget me.
I want to die.
But I'm sadly here, in the streets of this cruel world, walking toward the scariest place I'll never know.
Step by step my anxiety is growing.
I wish I could just don't go.
But it's more complicated than that.
Anyway, my parents would never understand. So, I keep myself quiet about my problems.
I know that my parents don't want to deal with me. I'm doing as everything's fine. As much as I can.
When I arrive at the school gate,
I unplugged my headphones and put my phone in my bag.
My head immediately hurts.
I hate school so much.
I enter in it,
Scared,
Trying to be discreet.
I run to my classroom, praying that I would be alone in it.
When I'm finally in front, I open the door and almost fall on ground of fear;
Because I unfortunately wasn't alone.
« I was waiting for you,
Fucking faggot.
Take a seat. »
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bonjour,
so, this is the chapter two,
hope you "enjoy" it.
the real action is beginning!
anyway,
next chapter next sunday, please look forward to it!
- 𝔃𝓪𝓬𝓴