"maybe in another world, another life, we were meant for a happy ending, but not here, not this time"
in which nishimura ayame is struggling with her mental health and home life and yang jungwon tries to help her but nothing could ever go right for...
ayame walked into the class full of noisy students. walking over to her desk, she noticed a few things on her desk. she raised her eyebrow as she sat down in her seat and saw a few packets of treats.
she stared at the food before seeing the note beside it. she grabbed the note, reading it.
felt bad for the other day ): hope you'll accept this! -yang jungwon
"he didn't do anything though" she muttered and put the note in her desk.
all the treats did look good but she couldn't eat them. she didn't want to purge in school. she bit her lip before slowly grabbing one and opened it, "just one..i guess"
she began eating the muffin slowly, enjoying the taste and quickly she finished it. she crumbled the wrapper and threw it in her bag, "no more"
that was a complete lie.
ayame grabbed the rest of the snacks into her arms that jungwon had given her and walked out of the classroom. she went to the bathrooms; the ones where no one really enter as they go to the main ones.
she entered the bathroom before going into one of the stalls and there she began binge eating the rest of the treats.
jungwon walked back into the class with his earphones in and looked at ayame's desk. he saw that her bag was there but all the treats were gone. he grinned lightly, going back to his seat, "hopefully she liked them.."
he was right. she did like them but he did not know the consequences of her liking those treats
her throat was dry. she felt like it burning but she needed to keep forcing herself to throw up. she couldn't gain anymore weight. she felt so shameful.
why was she like this?
why did she have this mindset?
why couldn't she just be happy?
why..why..why
the girl made herself throw up 15 times before finally not being able to anymore due to the soreness and burn in her throat. she flushed the toilet, her head feeling horrible and she was feeling fatigued.
opening the stall door, she went to wash her hands and drink some water from the faucet to get rid of the taste of vomit in her throat. she looked up at herself in the mirror, her eye bags showing from her lack of sleep
after the fight with riki, ayame was trying to find alternatives on how to sleep better. she tried to take melatonin instead of sleeping pills, meditation, get into a similar sleeping habit and etc but because she kept trying so many things, it kept affecting her body in harmful ways.
ayame felt horrible both mentally and physically. she had to get through the day and she would be fine. she took in a deep breath before walking out of the bathroom and walking back to the classroom.
she slid open the door only to see that class had already started. all students looked at the girl and the teacher stopped her lesson, looking at ayame, "so you decided to join us?"
jungwon looked at the girl, noticing her horrible state. he frowned at this, 'is she okay?' he was concerned for the girl
"sorry" ayame bowed her head apologetically before closing the door and quickly going back to her seat.
jungwon's eyes followed her the whole time, very curious on just asking her what is wrong but of course he couldn't at that time.
ayame didn't waste time in opening her notebook and then tuning the teacher out; not only was she in pain and feeling horrible but she just couldn't bother to listen to the teacher in her state.
time felt like it was going by so slow. 30 minutes in that class felt like an eternity to ayame.
her headache was increasing, the urge to vomit even more was growing, and she felt dehydrated.
finally she girl stood up, "m-may i please go to the nurse?"
"are you sure you're not just skipping my class?" the teacher responded
ayame shook her head, headache getting worst by the second, "please?"
"sit down" the teacher told her, turning towards the board again.
ayame sighed, sitting back down in her seat and resting her head on her table. she felt incredibly lightheaded and that she could pass out at any given moment.
10 more minutes passed and ayame couldn't handle it anymore. she stood up again, "mrs please-"
"ayame just stop-" the teacher stopped talking when ayame fell to the floor, her hand holding onto her desk. she felt weak and couldn't handle the pain anymore.
"jungwon please take her to the nurse" jungwon nodded before he quickly rushed over to the girl, helping her stand up. he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and the two walked out of the class
"ayame. what's wrong?" jungwon tried asking her on the way but ayame was not responsive, "i hope you're not harming yourself in any way possible"
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