𝙴𝙽𝙷𝚈𝙿𝙴𝙽 × 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 | 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜

P.SH | Waves

Member: Park Sunghoon × Choi Y/n
Genre: Angst because I make too many fluffs
Warning/s: Depression is mentioned and described in this chapter
Requested: Nope, sorry I forgot to publish this yesterday ooof-

Keep in mind that everyone copes differently and the way I describe the depression in this chapter is most probably different to how other people have it.

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Third Person POV

Dark gloomy clouds covered the skies, blinding everyone from the beaming sun that was hidden. The sound of rain tapping on the window and the clicking of the keyboard was all that could be heard in the dim room as your eyes bore into the screen in front of you.

You sighed as you shut the laptop, leaning back and covering your face with your hands. Letting out a deep sigh, your head fell forward as you propped your elbows onto the desk in front of you.

You stayed that way for a good few moments, drowning out the faint noise of the storm outside as you focused on your thoughts. Lately you hadn't been motivated much.

The continuous thoughts had been bothering you and you just couldn't get anything done, no matter how hard you tried. It was so very frustrating as the worry of your teacher, Ms. Lee lecturing you was not something you needed right now and only added to your stress.

Lifting your head up slightly, now laying your cheek on your arm, you looked out of the window, watching closely as the clouds moved very slowly. You stood up, walking over the window and closing your blinds as the darkness of the night started to seep in.

Looking over your shoulder, you looked over to your alarm clock '7:27 pm' it read. Your eyes then drifted to the plate on your beside table, at least half of the dinner still sat there.

Wordlessly you picked it up and made your way out of your room. Around half an hour ago your mother had asked you to go down and eat dinner with the rest of the family.

You refused and asked if you could eat it in your room because of your school work, promising you'd eat. Your heart tore at how disappointed your mother looked as she saw the food go in the bin after you made your way to the kitchen.

As you were about to continue your journey to go back upstairs, your mother spoke "Y/n you promised you'd eat" she sighed as she looked at you. You gave her a small smile and said "Sorry mom... I wasn't that hungry" you waved at her as you walked up the stairs and into your bathroom.

Locking the door, you undressed. You're eyes glazed over your reflection in the mirror for a fraction as you got into the shower. Turning the tap, you closed your eyes as the warm water drifted over your body.

The calmness and tranquility relaxed you. You felt yourself lighten as you gently wrapped your arms around your stomach, head lowering as a small whimper escaped your lips.

You bit your lip as your tears mixed with the water from the shower head above you, your grip tightening as your eyebrows furrowed "You'll be fine tommorow" you whispered to yourself as small hiccups escaped your lips "You'll be fine.."

Tomorrow soon came after a rather restless night, no matter how hard you tried you just couldn't fall asleep at first. The reason behind it was silly really.

In the dark, in the comfort of your warm blankets, in the silence of the night, your dark thoughts revisited you. The way each thought stabbed you as your mind raced.

Finding evidence that what you were thinking was true. It was too much to allow you to rest, you did get to sleep eventually, though the amount you got was not helping your eye bags and constant exhaustion.