Requested by krixela18 (sorry it took such a long time ily)

Chwe Hansol/Vernon

Angst

(warning: this can be triggering for some people. i apologise)

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'I wanted to leave this world, but then I met you.'

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I'm waking up now. I wish I didn't. It was just going to be another one of those days.

One of those days where I just don't do anything, except walk around the park. It's coming to the point where I'm nearly bored of looking at the same spots over and over again.

Before I started feeling like this, I used to love the nature around me. The fresh air used to make me feel happy, filling up my lungs sweetly. It was all amazing, bright, colourful, relaxing. Thinking of it makes me feel like I want to be like that again - I want to feel happy.

Now, everything I see is almost the complete opposite. It's all dull and terrible, not satisfying my harsh needs.

Once I changed, my personality changed, my lifestyle changed, my social life, almost everything. I felt no need to live if it was going to be this depressing and dark.

I sit up and ruffle my hair, rubbing my eyes. I couldn't be bothered to get out of bed, but I had to, as I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep. A quiet groan escapes my lips as I pull the duvet from my body and place my feet on the cold wood floor, standing up and walking out of my room and down the wooden staircase.

I grab an apple, as that's all I'm bothered to eat. I don't eat a lot, and that scares people a bit. Honestly, I really don't care.

After eating the piece of fruit to its core, I throw it in the bin and go get changed. My fashion sense wasn't the best. My wardrobe consists of hoodies, jeans, jogging bottoms and plain t-shirts.

I open the wardrobe and grabs some grey ripped jeans, a white zip-up hoodie, a black shirt and my timberlands. I sigh and go take a shower, changing into the clothes which I had picked out when I finished.

When I had put on my last item of clothing, I walk in front of my body-length mirror, fixing my hair and outfit. Shrugging, I grab my phone and keys, walking downstairs and out of the door, locking it behind me. I drag my feet along the pavement, my hands stuffed in my pockets as head hangs low.

I suddenly feel like breaking down, falling to the ground and letting it swallow me up. I was beating myself up about forgetting about those thoughts, and they came back to attack me. Way worse than last time.

"Why now?" I whisper to myself, clenching my fists tight.

Stopping abruptly, my thoughts cloud my mind, making me stare at the ground. My expression was a confused or strained one, and I was in pain.

Tears had started falling from me eyes, heavily, quiet sobs escaping my lips as my body shook violently.

People who walked past shot me concerned looks, walking faster. I wouldn't blame them, to be honest.

My legs started dragging me somewhere, but I don't know how or why. I don't know where they were taking me. It's like I have no control over them, like my mind. They were taking me down a deserted alley to the main road, where the canal was.

Oh, the canal. The deadliest one of them all.

I just went along with where they were talking me. I turn the corner to go on the main road, walking towards a big bridge, above the canal. I didn't think negative about it, only thinking they were taking a shortcut to the park.

Well, it wasn't. Unsurprisingly, they stood me next to the railings on the bridge.

Am I trying to tell myself something? It was a high bridge.

And I guess someone had beat me to it. I thought it was the end for me then.

It was a boy, dark brown hair and pale skin. He stood by the railings, looking down at the vicious canal below him.

I start to walk up to him, but he climbs on the railing, sitting on it with his legs hanging off.

I then start to run towards him, terrified that he would accidentally fall and lose his life.

Just as he starts to push off from the railings, I realise what he was trying do. Just in time, I grip his arm tightly and pull him back with all the strength I had in me.

We both fall onto the concrete, his head hanging low.

"Why?" He starts, looking up at me, "Why did you do that?"

I shake my head, my heart breaking at how he could have nearly died just then... And I would of witnessed it. "I... I would never want to see such a precious human give up. Even though, it wouldn't matter if I did what you were about to do."

Still sitting on the floor, he looks at me, wide eyed. "You... actually saved me." He grabs my hands, a grateful expression on his face.

I don't know how to react, looking uneasy. I just nod, "Y-You're welcome, sir."

He smiles softly, his eyes red and puffy with dark circles under them, "I'm Vernon. Nice to meet you, my saviour."

I smile widely at him, the scene that happened just before disappearing from my mind slowly. "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you, too."

We were just sitting there, on the ground. Vernon was still holding onto my hands, his whole body shaking. I start to stand up, helping him up after me.

"Come on, I know a place where you can calm down a bit." I tell him, leading him to the park. The whole way he was talking to me, wanting to get to know more about me. It felt nice that someone actually wanted to know about me. I guess, the walk seemed to go pretty fast, as I was so into the conversation.

We did make it to the park though, walking through the gates and under the trees.

It's been such a long time since someone has made me smile this much. My heart fluttered when he smiled, and it felt wonderful.

"I think I'm starting to see colour again." Vernon says to me, his hand gripping onto mine tighter.

I look around a bit to see it was finally getting a bit... brighter, I guess.

I glance at Vernon, seeing he was in a trance. I felt happy with Vernon, even though we just met. He gave out a pleasant vibe and looks like a really cool guy.

"You like this place?" I ask him, swinging our arms forwards and backwards.

He nods, smiling. "Yes, better than any other place I've been."

I grin to myself, staring at our feet. I felt as if... I wanted to spend more of my time with Vernon. He really got to me. Made me feel good. Made me smile for the first time in ages.

We kept walking under the trees on the concrete path leading us through for another hour or so, still gripping onto one another's hand whilst chattering away.

I feel comfortable with this boy. This amazing boy who had the power to make me smile. The power to make me laugh and feel like I was wanted for once.

It went silent for a while, the birds chirping in the background. Then, he speaks up.

He looks towards me with soft eyes, "Y/N? Can you make me a promise?"

I nod, looking up from the ground to look at him. "What is it?"

"Promise you'll never leave me." He says with a hint of desperation in his voice.

My smile just grew as I felt my cheeks heat up. My heart fluttered as the words repeated in my mind. Over and over and over again...

A small, light-hearted chuckle escaped my lips. "Definitely. I promise."

Vernon then holds out his pinky finger, making me laugh with my smile feeling like it was going to be permanent.

"Pinky promise?"

I link mine with his, our eyes never leaving each other's gaze.

"Pinky promise."

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hope you guys enjoyed this one, even though i'm unsure this is good haha^^

now on a serious note:

firstly, i might take a break for a while after i've finished my other requests. i've just been really stressed recently and literally have to force myself to update. also, school is coming up for me very soon, so i might not have the time to update.

i sincerely apologise and thank you for your support with this book. you can go ahead and check out my other books and continue your (much appreciated) support.

hopefully, i will be back soon to keep you guys entertained. however, please keep requesting~

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    -코다