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wonwoo held his steaming cup of coffee as he brought his belongs in attempt to wake him up. he planned on going the morning without breakfast.

days like this was days where he felt like dying. sure, he was terrified of death, but isn't everyone? he just thought, if he just disappeared he would make the world a better place and wouldn't have to go threw the pain he felt.

he arrived to school later than usually and attempted to place his things towards his locker.

his heart stopped beating as he felt a force being punched towards his own locker.

his eyes widen as he saw the familiar boy with the undercut, the boy that everyone loathed.

the male chuckled to himself as he saw the panic in wonwoo's eyes. a malicious aura escaped his breath.

he withdrew his fist from wonwoo's locker as the taller male, tohyon, looked towards the black haired male.

'do my project. its due tomorrow and i don't have time.' tohyon demanded as wonwoo blinked in confusion.

'no. i don't have time and im sick of you forcing me to do your work. i don't have time either.' he said confidently, but underneath he was terrified. the male was known for terrorizing the school many times, but always got away with it.

'what do you mean "no." i need it done tomorrow. is that too much to ask for?' his temper rose as he yelled.

'okay. look, im late to class. go threat someone else to do you're homework or go fail in life or whatever.' wonwoo groaned as he tried to walk away but was slammed against the lockers. he coughed at the impact.

'wow, you're just like your dead brother. annoying and useless. no wonder he killed himself, maybe he couldn't bare you?' he laughed demonically as wonwoo turned pale.

it was something about how he mentioned his brothers death that clicked. the thin string that was keeping him sane had just ripped.

'how do you know so much about my brother. and how dare you mention him.' he gave a cold glare towards tohyon.

'well he did go to this school so everyone knows. and to be all honest, he deserved to die. he wouldn't listen to my friends when they told him to do their homework and got beat up everyday, maybe the jeon family hasn't learned their place? you wouldn't want to be next right? im just say, go do my project and everything will b-'

he was caught off with wonwoo punching him in the face, tears streamed his eyes. he was never told the reason of his brother's death. there was no death note or anyone who had a clue as to what happened since he had no friends and was considered a nobody.

wonwoo's brother had always been the one who would take the hits his parents would give him. he helped him with his homework, cherished him, and took him out to places he would go.

he wasn't like this before, he was a "normal" child who looked forward to everyday of the year.

but once his brother hadn't come home to take him to the park as usually his life change. the years he felt pain from his brother death was all solved in the matter of seconds of what tohyon had said.

'y-your friends killed him?' he glared towards the male 'you FUCKING KILLED MY BROTHER?!???' he yelled as all the weight shift as the latter tossed him towards the ground, slamming wonwoo's head towards the floor.

'you cant punch me and get away with it.' tohyon whispered yelled as he threw a punch towards wonwoo's face, blood drew from his nose as wonwoo recived more punches in the matter of seconds. his hot coffee that was once in his hands splashed to his eyes and body.

it felt all to sudden when wonwoo pulled out his pocket knife to stab the male in the stomach. he was in so much pain that he didn't even know what to do.

blood splattered all over his clothes and hands as he heard the groans from the older man.

his mind went blank at the sight in front of him. he quickly shoved the pocket knife in his pocket, accidentally stabbing his own thumb as he ran away towards the farthest bathroom from the scene before locking himself.

his breaths grew heavy as he started to cry. 'IM SUCH AN IDIOT! I DESERVE TO DIE' he yelled.

a particular brown hair male stood there washing his hands as his eyes landed on the sight.

'w-wonwoo?'

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sorry i haven't checked for spelling errors!

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