"Y/N, please... Just put it down. You don't have to do this...!"
The male's hand shook as he kept the gun pointed against his head. The other male in the room stepped towards him carefully. "Please...! Just...put it down, for God's sake...!"
"I'm sorry..."
"Y/N...! Please listen to me. Put it down...! We can figure this out, okay? I'm here for you...! I will always be here for you...!"
The male kept muttering apologies. But...his finger remained on the trigger. "It hurts... All of it..."
"Listen to me...! This isn't the answer, Y/N...! Please, don't do this...!"
"This...is the only solution I have..."
"No...! No, you don't...! It doesn't have to be this way...!"
"I'm sorry...but...I can't do it..."
"No! Y/N!!"
¡𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜!
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P̸͖͎͖̜͖̹̈̈́l̴̢͖͉̤̣̼͓͍̞͔̙̈́̔̊̂̍͗̈ę̵͙̤̦͔̰̟̰͈͎͈̘̽̈́̂̎͌̿ͅà̴̪̥̠̝͉̗͔̮̙͉͊̆̊̽̍s̶̢̩̦̻̺͕̬̳̪͈͛̈́͂̋̑̽ͅͅḙ̶͔͙̓̒́̓̌̇̈́̔̄̔̏̈́͘͠ͅ ̴̨̛̥͉̫̜̜̲̦̘̙͙̱͔̣̲̒͊̊͐͗͒̀̋́́̽̚͠͝n̸̨̢͇̖̜̱̰͇̝̮̭̳̮̳̒̆͜͝ư̴̪͇͈͕̮̥̖͚̹͍̾͒̐̓̅̈́͑̀̓̔̈́͜͠ͅm̸̦͈̝̗̠͍͚͚͈̯̬̼̥̆̉̽̕b̸͕̥̜̬̠̝̭̮͎͓͍̜̏̒̃̃͠͠ ̶̢̞̙̓̅̿̈́́́̽t̵̰̙̼̰͎͙̊̆͒́̾̊̽̀̊͊̀̈̎̚h̶͂͋̐͑͌̌͑͊͜͝e̴̢̼̪͍̯̼̞̐͒̀̑̓̈́͋͐͒̍̍̂̚̕ ̶̘̫̝̞͚̣̥͎͙̋̎̓͑͂́̎̆́̍̑̾̕͝͝p̷̨̛͍̦̻͔͓̲͍̟̭̟̂́͂̓͋̅͐̀á̸̡͓͖̳͉̝̙͝ͅi̴̧͈̱̱̙̖͚̰̖̘̦̰̙̮̓̎́̽͌̆̑̽̇͊̓̎̀̍ͅn̷͉̗͕͕̳̦̻̄̑̀̏̂͑̐̆͒̽̉̃͆͝
~̷͔́~̷͙͠~̸͓͝~̵̰͝~̶̖̈
"So... Why are you here?"
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"Y/N... Why are you here?"
"..."
"Y/N?"
"I tried to kill myself..."
"You attempted suicide... Why's that?"
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"Y/N?"
"Because I was tired of being here... Of existing..."
"What made you so tired...that you wanted to kill yourself?"
"..."
"Y/N? Y/N?"
Ẇ̶̯̟͙ͅh̸̖̦͈͆̾̑̾͆y̷͇͋̋̆ ̶͔̠̟̗̈́̈̌̚á̶̭̭̖͘m̴̪̰̻̗̆̑ ̵̟̖͔̋̽͆̒ͅI̵̡̭͚̝͒̚͠ ̴̲̦̦̝̏s̵̡̖̱̲̤̬͊͊͐͘ţ̷̢̻͈̽ì̷͇̮͈̥̪͊̈́ͅl̴̰͓͔͛̉̓̔͜l̴̢̀̊̐́̎̚ ̶̣̩͑͆̊͛h̵̘̲͓̗̯̔̋͑̊̊e̷̪͗̃̓r̵͉̺̠̠̣͐̀͜e̶̠̥͙̅͛̃̉͝͝.̸̺̩̂̽͗̔͘͝.̴̖͋̑̓̃̀.̶̢̙̝͌͒̅͊͌?̴͚̲̞̄̈́̂͝
"Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday, dear Naomi~! Happy birthday to you~"
"Blow out the candles, dear!"
The flames at the ends of the candles flickered until they went out, leaving trails of smoke behind. "Yay!"
A woman around her 30's began cutting up slices of cake and putting them on paper plates before handing them to the others. "Well, how about we open presents now, huh, Naomi?"
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Fanfiction『❝Miya Osamu x Seme Male Reader❞』 ///Contains mentions of suicide and self-harm. Read at your own risk/// Happiness (noun): The state of being happy. ❝I've had that before. But...I don't remember what it feels like. I can't remember the last time my...
