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