|Jungkook's perspective|

      "You have to step over your past Jeon. They can't hurt you anymore." I whisper to myself then I take a deep breathe and I close my eyes a few seconds.

     I get up from the floor and hide the blade in the paper it was on before. I take a cloth and then quickly clean the blood from the tiles, then put it in the washing machine.

    Then I go to the mirror and look at myself. On the outside, I look healthy, but inside I'm sicker than ever. I release the water and then let the fresh blood drain from my wrist.

      This is the only way I feel I can cope with this stupidity called life. To cut myself. I first did this a year ago, and since then I've become addicted. When I feel that the things are getting too heavy, I take the blade and leave a mark on the skin.

      When I do this I forget for a moment all the nonsense around me. I forget for a moment all the people who would be happy if this blade kill me completely.
   

    It's the way I can release my frustrations and find myself for a few seconds. I know it's weird. And sick. But I can't do anything.

    When the life becomes a curse, you don't really care what happens to you. No matter how hard I try, I can't change the thoughts that darken my soul more and more. No matter how hard I try, I can't stop the memories that feel like knives in my heart.

     Sometimes it gets too overwhelming. There are days and days. Some bad, and some even worse. But I stopped doing this a long time ago just to free myself. Now I do this because I like it. I do this because I can and am still alive.

     I do this because I have no one to tell me that he knows something is wrong with me. Because something it's really wrong with me.

      Because the world is no longer a factory to fulfill desires, but because it has become a living nightmare.

     I don't feel guilty about doing this. On the contrary. I feel like I'm helping the world. How?

     Most want to see me suffer. They want to see me hurt, grounded, soaked in pain and loneliness. And I just fulfill their wish.

     Nobody knows. Not even my parents. I always make sure to cut myself in places where it's not very easy to notice. Sometimes on the chest, other times on the thighs. And when I want to finish as soon as possible, I cut my wrists, but I'm careful to take a long sweatshirt after. 

    It probably sounds impossible and sadistic what for me is already a habit, but I can't stop anymore. Even if I want, I can't.

     Someone is pushing me from behind, telling me that everything will be better after that. And I listen everytime.

     And it's works.

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|Taehyung's perspective|

      "So last night you helped him with Jackson?" Yoongi asks me and I nod, then I take a sip from my drink.

     "Yep. I made my first move." I reply and Hoseok rolls his eyes.

     "I think you will regret all of this game Tae." Hoseok tells and Yoongi giggle, while I raise my left eyebrow.

     "And why is that?" I ask him then I look around bored.
  
     "Because you can't play with people's feelings Taehyung. This is really to bad, even for you." he says then goes away, and I just sigh.

    He always knows how to spoil the fun.

      "Don't listen to him. You know how boring it is." I hear Yoongi and I approve.

    I stand up when I see Jungkook and I grin. He sits alone on a bench with headphones in his ears. I don't know where his idiotic friends are, but I'm not complaining. I can continue my plan.

     "Time to make another move." I say to Yoongi, and he understands, then smirks at his turn too.
 
     "Go and get him tiger." he reply and I giggle a little, then I hurry my steps on my roommate's direction.

    I reach him in a few seconds and notice the curious looks of those around me. I refrain from not pointing the middle finger or saying anything to them, then I sit next to Jungkook.

    He looks at me strangely and then slowly lowers his headphones, and I smile at him.

     "Hi Jungkook! What are you doing?" I start the conversation and he seems even more amazed.

     He is such a idiot.

     "What do you want?" he asks me in a confident and cold voice, and I manage not to laugh.

    What happened with him today?

     "I just wanted to see what are you doing. It's something bad?"

     "If it's from you, yes." he reply then looks again at his phone, while I take a deep breath, because in this moment, the bunny boy really annoys me.  

     "Well, I want to be a better roommate for you. I know we began with the left foot, but I hope we can be friends, you know?"

    I'm so pathetic that I feel like laughing at myself.

    He glance at me then gets up from the bench.

      "No need, thanks." he says and wants to go, but I grab his right wrist and get up at my turn.

      "Jungkook, really, I-"

      "Auch!" the brunet haired-boy shouts and then quickly pulls way.

      I barely touched him. What the hell? Is it porcelain?

     "You are fine?" I pretend to care, and he nods.

      "Yeah. Just leave me alone Kim." he tells me, then goes away, leaving me alone.

      What happened? Surely it's the same Jungkook from a few hours ago? Because he doesn't behave like that at all.

      "How was, Kim?" Yoongi jokes and I send to him a death stare.

     "I think he is on his cycle, or something." I joke at my turn, then both of us start to laugh.

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    Hello angels! I wanted to update here as well:)) I know it's a little boring ar maybe to angsty but it's ok ig:)

    I wait for your opinions and see u at the next chapter ❤️

   ~TRUE😭~