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Jaemin x Renjun

People..why are we born?

What is there to live for?

Renjun had asked himself that same question a thousand times, trying to find the answer. But in the end it was empty.

He was unable to clarify anything except the doubts that still lingered in his mind. When something disturbs it and makes it cloudy, those sediments are ready to float back up again.

Over and over again.. until finally Renjun couldn't get it out of his mind.

Really bad

But I can't do anything.

And then from the stupid question Why were we born? It turned out to be a worse idea.

I want to die.

The first time the word That popped up in my head. Renjun was also a bit shocked at himself, but at that time, he really felt as he thought.

He was walking and floating on the side of the road, his head empty and without complete consciousness. His brain's decision-making part seemed to stop working for a moment. He stopped walking and looked up at the sky that was as dark as his heart at this time.

This world doesn't seem worth living in at all.

It doesn't look livable at all.

He brought his eyes back to look at the nighttime road. Then a thought came to mind.

I want to walk anyway. Then there was a car crashing into us.

But..how can something like that happen?

no way

Only Renjun had to walk down the middle of the road for such a thing to actually happen.

Yeah, he just had to walk down there.

Just have to walk.

..but it will be really good. Is that so?

His feet stopped on the edge of the sidewalk as a car narrowly passed in front of him. The wind blew past him, causing his hair to fly into a mess.

And at that moment, Renjun returned again.

He walked back away from the road, scolding himself for almost doing something stupid without thinking it through.

That was the first time he tried to commit suicide.

Definitely not the only time.

Many times, bad feelings surrounded Renjun like a cyclone that was ready to destroy everything.

Many times the feeling of wanting to die returns.

Many times he tried to commit suicide.

But it's not that easy.

Doing harm to yourself is never easy.

And Renjun was too afraid to do it.

Many times, his trembling hand held the handle of the knife and held the sharp tip at his throat, waiting for Renjun to use all his strength to pierce it.. End of everything, no need to stress. No need to sit and worry. Then free yourself from those feelings.

And there were many other times as well when he picked up toilet cleaner and held it in his hand, looking at the plastic bottle that gave off a bad smell and burned his throat. He could only think in his heart that for just a moment, he swallowed it like water. Then Renjun would be free from everything.

But in the end, he was just a weak person who didn't dare to take his own life.

Renjun couldn't do it.

Even now, as he sat on the edge of the bridge, the black night hung overhead with the cool breeze and the soft sound of water ripples beneath his feet.

About 20 meters away, Renjun wasn't sure either.

He stared aimlessly into the distance, his hands clinging to the bridge railing. I want to jump in. But again, I don't dare.

So I just sat there, tense.

Today he has encountered quite a serious problem and enough to stir up the sediment in his heart and make it cloudy again.

After getting off work, Renjun didn't go straight home but chose to wander around the side of the road. Absorb the chaotic atmosphere of rush hour with people walking and speeding past. The traffic is as long as a kite's distance.

A good, perfect life

So funny.

Why do people have to be born to live like this?

wake up early in the morning Going to work stuffed in a room for more than 10 hours, sitting with your back arched until your whole body aches, will get scolded by your boss. Got gossiped by people at work Put on a mask to socialize without being sincere before returning home, laying down to sleep, then waking up and stroking it like before.

..For what?

vicious circle

Why do we have to work hard for others? Why do we have to work hard to get a promotion? In order to get a lot of money

Ah, this is a capitalist world.

If you don't do it..you'll starve to death.

But if you die..you don't have to do it.

If you die..you will be free.

Got to fly where I wanted to go.

That's it, just soaring out of the cage and diving into the darkness below.

Then Renjun would be free.

..free..

2 hands release from the bridge railing and slowly lift and spread out. The wind hit and Renjun swayed, ready to throw himself forward.

To fly away from this cage

“Can I buy your life?” a deep voice called out. Stopping his thoughts of becoming a little bird flying in the wide sky, Renjun lowered his arms and turned towards the voice to see a young man leaning against the bridge railing next to him. Look up at the sky He pulled the candy stick out of his mouth. Then the tip of his slender eyes looked at him.

There was no smile, no hint of teasing in those eyes.

Renjun frowned and did not answer the other person immediately. Aside from making eye contact with strangers

Who is this person?

“Do you know each other?” he finally asked.

The young man shrugged off his suit with a school's emblem draped over his shoulder, letting Renjun know that he was still only a high school student.

“I just wanted to try and see what people like to do in the novels.”

Renjun frowned again.

“..and can I buy it?”

strange kid

“Is that funny?” he asked back.

"I'm free too."

He didn't answer and the other person was silent.

“Why do you want to jump off?” came an unexpected question from the person next to him. The younger man changed from leaning on the bridge to leaning on the bridge's railing, his eyes staring into the distance. and did not rush to get the answer

No, it was as if he didn't even need an answer from Renjun.

“Is life really that bad?”

“If it's for me..” he said softly, “Yes, it's really bad.”

“Aren't you happy?”

“I don't know that word.”

After he answered Everything was swallowed up in silence as the wind continued to blow. Panting, the coldness hitting his skin made goosebumps stand up.

“Is happiness really that rare?.” An innocent sentence came from the young boy. He shifted his gaze to meet Renjun's as he spoke, “Just eating delicious food, meeting friends, going out. Isn't that called happiness?"

He almost broke out into a smile, not because of affection. But because I feel pitied.

A child, a child.

“This world isn't that easy.”

“Maybe it won't be that difficult after all.”

Renjun was not offended that another person said that to him during his youth in the lavender field. Be happy with the little things around you. I used to think the same way.

This world is so beautiful

"It's good that you think like that when you grow up. Don't change your mind," he said teasingly with a calm face.

The real world..is not strewn with rose petals.

There were only thorns that were ready to stab him and cause pain and suffering.

Pain..but not death

“How long have you been working?”

“4-5 years ago”

“So, do you like the work you do?”

"indifferent"

The young man tilted his head, his eyes filled with curiosity.

“Why don't you find a job that you like to do?”

He turned to look at the questioning boy. He sighed and replied, "I don't know what I like."

“Don't you have any dreams?”

“There used to be..” he said, “but this world is not a place that allows us to chase our dreams easily, especially if there is no good cost involved.”

"You don't understand."

Look at the way you dress. From Renjun's other party's accessories and attitude, it was easy to guess that the younger person must have a good or very good status at home.

And from the way he talks, he's probably a confident and self-centered person.

If you want to do something, you have to do it, right?

I've never been afraid of anything.

Because even if you fail, there is always someone ready to support you.

No matter how much you fail, you can stand up without suffering.

“Forget it,” he said, turning over and standing on the ground. It was time for Renjun to go home and wake up to a vicious circle tomorrow.

"Aren't you going to jump?"

“It's not that easy.”

This world is never easy.

He didn't say goodbye to the strange boy, there was no need to do so. Because we probably won't meet again.

. . . D  E A  T  H . . .

Renjun forced his body, which was battered from hard work, along the path that crossed the Han River. The young man's face looked weary. No trace of life Small, deep, hollow eyes. His cheeks sank to the point of being frightened.

It was as if a corpse could walk like that.

He stopped walking when he reached the middle of the bridge and turned to face the water that stretched as far as the eye could see. The capital at this time was filled with dazzling lights, lights shining brightly in every area. Especially in the night market area which is popular with young people.

Renjun remembered that he had only walked in Myeongdong a few times, and it had been since his high school days.

He indifferently dropped the bag that was slung over his shoulder onto the floor2. His hand tightened on the bridge railing and he loudly released the suppressed feelings he had been holding in his heart.

“Ahh!!!!!!”

The small body gasped. He lowered his head and closed his eyes. And let the silence do its thing.

Why did he have to be born?

If life is this bad..wouldn't it be better not to have been born?

“Why was I born?” he muttered to himself, not expecting anyone to hear or understand.

Only Renjun was suspicious.

It was a question he had been asking himself for years but never had an answer to.

Asked if Renjun ever felt disappointed about his own fate.

Why do other people who are born have good lives? Be happy so easily

While he had to struggle to the point of death..to survive every day.

..let me tell you, it's a lot.

“I said I'd have to see you here again.”

He looked up and saw the voice. It was the same young man he had met a week before.

"You're not crying, are you?"

“Nonsense,” Renjun said, “Aren't you afraid of falling?”

The person who had just finished climbing onto the bridge's railing raised his eyebrows and pulled a white plastic stem from his mouth. Then gave him a wide smile and shrugged.

This kid..is really strange.

“You probably weren't thinking about jumping off a bridge again today, were you?”

He had almost forgotten.

Renjun sat on the ground and put his legs through the gaps in the bridge railing and answered.

"think"

The other party tilted his head in doubt.

"..but I've never been able to do it."

“Don't you dare?”

Na Jaemin, the name embroidered on his suit told him that today the young man was fully dressed. Brown hair is well set. If it wasn't wrong, Renjun could smell the faint scent of the other person's perfume as well.

"..." He didn't answer, except he stared blankly into the distance.

The first time he met Jaemin was a week ago, that same night Renjun had had a chance to reflect on himself enough to be surprised by the sudden turn of events.

It's strange..that he's willing to talk to a stranger he's never met before in his life.

And it's so strange that he felt a little more at ease. I repeat, a little. who talked with Jaemin It was like the pieces of a heavy lump in my heart had been lifted away.

It was an indescribable feeling because it was the first time Renjun had felt like that.

Not sure..maybe it was because all this time he had been alone.

Therefore, talking with someone..has quite an effect on his mind.

Even though the things we talked about were not meaningful or helped solve his problems.

“Do you think..if you die, will you be happy?” the other person asked after a moment of silence. Why did Renjun look up at the youngster? It was Jaemin who was looking at him first and we accidentally made eye contact.

The young man's eyes shone with the innocence of someone who had never experienced the harsh reality of the world.

Renjun himself couldn't remember the last time his eyes shone the same way because these days when he looked in the mirror, he only saw emptiness.

“No one knows but at least..” He pulled his eyes back. “It would be better now.”

“Isn't that selfish? You died, you were fine, what about the people waiting behind you? Don't you think he will suffer from your departure?”

He accidentally made a sound in his throat, the corners of his mouth lifting in pity.

Why had he never thought of that?

He used to think..

But what do other people who look at or think that a person who commits suicide is selfish know? Have they ever experienced what he went through? Do you understand the difficulties and struggles?

And do you know? that his mind had been completely damaged to the point of being completely destroyed

The person who says it just keeps saying it, but the person who has to live with it..is like dying.

Besides, he now has no burden to carry.

There is no one behind to look after.

There's only him.

Renjun was ready to die..ready to be free.

But there was only one thing he lacked: courage.

He's not brave enough.

“You think suicide is easy?”

“The person who does this is the person who has thought it through well and who cannot tolerate this vile world. Are you selfish? To me, these people are admirable,” he said, and Renjun thought that this was the first time he had said such a long word, “Courage doesn't come easily.”

"I do not understand"

He shifted his gaze to look at Jaemin, “No one understands. Until I meet myself.”

The other person still looked confused, like he still couldn't figure it out.

“Do you have any siblings?” Jaemin changed the subject, probably because he couldn't find a reason or argument against Renjun's words.

The man with his legs hanging shrugged in response.

“Me too. I am an only child and have never had siblings. I'd say it's good because it means that no one will take away my parents' love. But sometimes I'm secretly lonely and want to have friends to play with. I want someone to talk to. Or to fill in the missing parts, especially if you were born into a family where your parents only worked.

I don't care about my own child, what should I call it? Is it lacking warmth?"

He listened without saying a word. Renjun didn't have the right to criticize other people's lives too much.

But at least.. Jaemin's life isn't as bad as his.

At least the young man was happy with his life.

Even though his parents were working and sometimes forgot about their own children, Renjun believed that they would try their best to make Jaemin not feel alone or abandoned. He would take some time off. Little to use with Jaemin, teaching him to grow up with quality but allowing the other person to live freely. found myself Get to do what you want to do but within the framework that they set.

Because otherwise Na Jae Min probably grew up to be a troubled child. More than just being a young man looking at the world like this

“..but you love them very much, right?” Renjun asked.

The younger man hardly had to waste time thinking as he nodded quickly with a wide, toothy smile. His eyes twinkled like the stars in the moonless night.

“I love..and am proud of them.”

“If he can make you feel that way, that's enough,” he said. “It's okay to be disappointed, but think carefully about how luckier you are than other people.”

This was the first time that Renjun had said anything useful.

because in deep feelings And then..he didn't want Jaemin to have to meet like he did.

I don't want another person to have to feel the way he feels.

It's torture..it's painful.

Na Jaemin is living a good life and he should be enjoying it.

Little things like your parents working hard sometimes, you want others to try to overlook them. Because in truth, they all do it to make their own children comfortable.

Ah, Renjun was worried about a stranger he had only just met. That time?

“That's it,” Jaemin said softly after a moment of silence. The boy shifted his vacant eyes to look at him. Then he revealed a light smile, "We humans..are never truly satisfied with what we have."

It's true like Jaemin said..no one is ever satisfied with their own life.

Even people who have good lives Still wanting something better than trying to find a way to reach the top of the mountain.

..but at that point

Will it really exist?

“That's strange,” said the taller person without a flute. Renjun looked up at him with suspicion. “Your idea isn't bad at all.”

He raised his eyebrows.

“..for people who want to jump off the bridge.”

Then a sound escaped his throat when he heard Jaemin's words.

“You seem like an optimistic person.”

“Humans are contradictory things,” he replied shortly.

And I don't understand how funny his words are. Jaemin laughed so loudly that it reverberated throughout the silent space. At this time, the capital of Korea was beginning to sleep, the lights that had once shone brightly began to go out one by two. until the lively metropolis turned into a black wasteland

Night has arrived perfectly.

"Why don't you go home?"

“Go back.” The younger man jumped off the bridge railing and stood on the ground.

A gust of wind blew past, ruffling the ends of Jaemin's hair. He held out his hand in front of Renjun's face.

“You must return too.”

He laughed loudly at the other's actions, swatting the youth's hand out of his way and standing up to his full height. Someone like Renjun didn't want to be ordered by anyone, especially a stranger like Jaemin. He picked up the shoulder bag that he had thrown away when he arrived and put it on his shoulder and turned to walk away.

"Wait.." A hand grabbed his shoulder. Without having to guess who it was, Renjun turned his head around to look before shifting his gaze to the boy's thick hand. "What's your name? I'm Na Jaemin."

That name..he already knows.

"You don't need to know," he said softly. You can say you're mean. before slapping the other person's hand away Then walked away without looking back.

We don't need to get to know each other, we don't need to build any bonds, we're just strangers who happened to meet and talk for a short time.

For Renjun, that was more than enough.

. . . D  E A  T  H . . .

After that, Renjun had the chance to meet the boy two more times in the span of six months. Strangely enough, at the time he felt hopeless and wanted to free himself. Every time he went to that bridge, it was every time. Jaemin would stand there next to him, asking him the same question.

The other party already knew the answer. We never talked further than when the younger person asked him about his happiness. death or living

'Try to look around you, happiness is not difficult to find.'

For another, it is like that.

For Jaemin..just being able to live is considered happiness.

But for Renjun, it was the opposite.

Living..was a severe punishment given to him by God.

'Have you ever thought that sometimes you really don't want to die?'

The last time they met, Jaemin asked him that question. The boy stared at Renjun with round eyes filled with black seriousness. The way he looked at him that day had quite an effect on his thinking system.

For the first time..Renjun questioned himself.

Do we..really want to die?

'Because if you want You probably did it a long time ago and didn't let time pass until now.'

No, he really wanted to die.

Only Renjun was still weak and didn't have the courage to take action.

He didn't answer Jaemin's question then and like the younger man, he didn't really want an answer from him. It was as if Jaemin was asking.. only to make him think about it himself.

Today is the time 5 where Renjun saw Jaemin on the bridge He sits with his legs dangling. Both hands clinging to the small iron railing, looking somewhere. The gentle breeze blew the tips of the other person's hair. He looked at Jaemin from the side like this. He found that the young man had a distinctive face and was extremely handsome, with a prominent and well-shaped nose.

Thick, pink lips And a prominent jawline reinforces another person's good roots.

God is too biased.

But today.. Jaemin acted strangely than usual.

He smiled as soon as he saw Renjun's face, but beneath that smile he felt that it was filled with something sad and troubling, and it was even more certain when Renjun locked eyes with the other person.

There was no spark of happiness..in those eyes.

He sat down next to him without saying a word, letting the silence do its thing.

“In the past..I have always lived happily,” Jaemin finally spoke up. His voice was soft, “Safe within the framework my parents created.”

Something happened to him.

Renjun sat silently. He knew that Jaemin didn't need a mentor. The only thing a younger person needs is someone..to listen to them.

“This world..has many things that I have to learn..it's really not easy.”

“If this world were easy..” Renjun couldn't help but speak up. I thought I'd just sit quietly. “People all over the world would be happy and there would be no news of suicides in the newspapers like today.”

“That's right,” another person responded softly.

We were silent, each falling into our own trance.

“Did you know? The meaning of the word life"

Jaemin turned and raised an eyebrow at him.

"I don't know either. I've been trying to find the answer for a long time and haven't been able to find it.." Renjun continued, "What do people live for?"

Why are people born?

Born..lived in suffering..and died

“But maybe..you can find it.”

Not everyone is born to have a life like him.

He cannot be self-centered and judge everything or everyone that comes into his life.

“It's not that hopeless yet.”

For the first time today, Renjun saw that the smile on the boy's previously gloomy eyes was diluted with a gleam of something.

“You are really strange.”

“I told you, humans are contradictions.”

Really contradictory, especially this human named Renjun.

After that there was no conversation between us, only the silence of the night that slowly flowed past us. Let both Renjun and Jaemin have a chance to reflect and reflect on themselves.

His life..a worthless life

A blurry existence, allowing time to pass each day aimlessly.

Renjun still had the same thoughts as before.

He wants to be free.

And one day..Renjun believed that he would be able to do it.

“Thank you,” came a voice from the other side. It sounded louder after we had been sitting quietly for hours. Jaemin stood up to his full height, eyes as bright as the morning sun on a cloudless day.

“One day I will come back and answer your questions.”

Renjun stood up, “Don't answer me. You just answer to yourself.”

“I will find it.”

"good luck"

He said before walking away.

Hopefully the other person will grow up and be happy with whatever lies ahead.

Don't let the young man's pure heart be tainted or blemished like his.

Because otherwise..Jaemin would have to live with the feeling of wanting to die for the rest of his life.

. . . D  E A  T  H . . .

1 year

It's the period of time Renjun got to know Jaemin, the strange boy who came to talk to him with creepy words that day—the first time we met.

He admitted that getting to know and talk with the other party had made Renjun's life change. This meant that he felt that his own heavy heart was strangely comforted by the evil bed. Sinking at the bottom as if it had been swept away, but only partially.

feeling bad Still rushing towards him without stopping. It was as if someone had shot bullets from a machine gun at him without stopping, causing him to suffer until he was on the verge of death. But never once gave him a chance to actually die.

6 months ago was the last time Renjun saw Jaemin. before the other person disappeared without a trace

There was no young man standing on that bridge like before.

There was no comforting him from the misfortune any longer.

Renjun's heart began to feel heavy once again. The sediment began to fill his heart.

He wanted to die..he didn't want to live any longer.

But like I said, he was weak and didn't have enough courage.

Renjun could only sit on the bridge railing, many times wanting to close his eyes and let go. But in the end, he just lowered himself onto the cement floor and walked home with a withered heart like a flower without water and its petals starting to fall off every day.

torture

I want to be completely free from those feelings.

Can you be brave? Renjun, just for a moment.

In this life..can we do it for ourselves just once?

That's it.

Do it for yourself.

Just once

And the bad stories of the past will end.

No more suffering

“You,” someone's deep voice called out to him, who was about to release his hand from the bridge railing and turn to look.

“Jaemin,” Renjun accidentally called the other person's name, the boy's eyes widened. But it was only a matter of seconds before the body of a person he hadn't seen in over 6 months rushed towards him. Then he did something that Renjun had never expected before in his life.

Without warning, both of Jaemin's slender arms wrapped around his waist. Then he buried his face tightly in his back. Renjun almost fell down if he hadn't held on to the bridge railing because of the force of the other person's impact. He sat still and upright. He acted inappropriately with that brazen act.

It had been so long ago that Renjun himself couldn't remember.

being hugged by someone

If it had been any other time, he would have been so angry about the physical contact. He would have violently jerked him off, accidentally punishing Jaemin for hugging him without permission. He would have done just that. And really

If the young man wasn't crying like he was right now,

His body as tall as the middle of his back trembled without a sound of sobbing. Aside from the wetness that was smeared on his shirt.

There were no words.

Renjun allowed the other party to fully release his emotions.

It was surprising..that he saw Jaemin cry because all this time the only thing he had felt from another person was the happiness radiating around him. There is nothing to worry about, there is nothing to worry about. Live life to the fullest Look at everything pink

But today..it's different.

What happened with Jaemin?

It was several minutes before Jaemin broke away from the crybaby Renjun's embrace and gently apologized to him for his actions. Then climbed up and sat next to His red, bruised eyes stretched to the foreground. Where the lights of the city shone brightly like the sea at night, he didn't complain. We didn't ask about Jaemin's reason for being like this because Renjun knew that neither of us were in a position to ask about each other's personal matters that much. He wasn't friends or family.

Or are Jaemin's close friends just strangers who happened to meet each other?

Another thing..if Jaemin wanted to tell the story, he would have told it himself.

But if you look carefully, it feels like the other person is much thinner than when we last met. His well-proportioned body now consisted of only hoarse flesh clinging to the bones. His face was pale and colorless from blood deposits, his eyes were deep, his eyes were black and bruised, his lips were dry and cracked. There is no longer the mix of good, optimistic young men.

Renjun didn't know what Jaemin had been through..but it must have been quite serious.

“I'm sorry,” the person next to him said, Renjun slightly turned to look at him. “I said I would find the answer for you.”

"subject?"

"The meaning of life"

He furrowed his brows and groaned in his heart when he remembered that, it had been so long since Renjun had forgotten it.

'Do you know? The meaning of the word life'

'One day I will come back and answer your questions.'

“Why are you apologizing to me?” Renjun asked. I don't understand why the other person had to apologize to him.

“Because of me..” The young man drifted off into the distance, his voice like a sleepwalker. It is both light and weightless. “Can't find the answer to it.”

It was at that time that Jaemin turned his head to look at him.

Those eyes..so empty

It's like seeing a reflection of yourself. There's nothing wrong with it.

"I don't know..why we were born."

Renjun pursed his lips tightly.

“I don't know what God wants.”

He accidentally reached out and grabbed Jaemin's hand, both of which were gently trembling.

“I don't know anything..it's empty.”

squeeze and comfort the other person Hope to encourage you

Renjun..understands Jaemin.

I understand it best.

"I think..I understand your feelings now."

“Feelings?” His voice was almost lost in his throat.

“The feeling of someone wanting to die.” But Jaemin's voice was softer, like he was talking to himself. “Torture..it's like this.”

Na Jaemin

“My life..has nothing left.”

He turned to smile at Renjun, but it was a smile that he felt was just a mechanism of his body that his brain ordered to raise both of his lips. The young man's eyes were frighteningly blank, let alone a trace of happiness. There were hardly any traces of life left, only a rough body still wandering in this filthy world, while the soul had wandered far away and could not be traced back.

It is only a breathing body.

Jaemin raised his other hand to hold his own. There was no warmth aside from the coldness of the temperature outside that was nearly sub-zero. “I.. really wanted to jump down there. I understand. The courage you say It really isn't easy to create.”

“Aren't you afraid that your parents will be upset by doing this?” Renjun asked what the other party had asked him in the past.

At the mention of his parents, he found a tremble in those black eyes.

“My parents have been running away from me for a long time..” Jaemin replied in a calm tone. “Escape from this world, very far away.”

Renjun truly understood the meaning that the youth wanted to convey. There is no need to ask a lot of questions. He could understand some of the story that had happened to Jaemin. The feeling of losing two people you love very much at the same time..

It must be very painful.

Pain to the point of death..but I can't die.

No one could endure that level of pain, even the strongest person would have to succumb.

“Are you..about to jump in?” the other person asked.

Renjun nodded.

Once again, Na Jae Min prevented him from dying.

But Renjun felt that he was about to take flight.

Soon you will be free from everything.

From the moment he saw those eyes, he knew Jaemin's desire.

He saw..determination

The young man had made a good decision.

“I alone can't do it. You alone can't do it. But if it were just the two of us, I believe we could definitely do it,” Jaemin said, the boy squeezing his hand tightly. It was as if he was telling Renjun to trust him.

The older man smiled. As I looked up at the sky tonight, which seemed to be more beautiful than every day before.

“Call me Renjun.” He pulled his gaze back and turned to look at the other person.

all his life The only thing Renjun had always wanted was courage.

And today..na Jaemin is that.

“Renjun.”

“Jaemin”

We call each other names

“Let's go, Renjun,” Jaemin said, releasing his hand from the bridge's railing, his blank eyes staring at his face one last time.

Renjun nodded. Reveal a real smile for the first time to the other person.

No more fear

“We will be free”

Renjun will be free.

No more pain, no more suffering.

It was the last thing he did for himself.

The bodies of two of us plummeted from a height of about 20 meters. meters quickly went downstairs There was a loud boom as the body collided with the surface of the water. A cold flash passed through the entire body. Our hands held together tightly For only a few moments, we were all struggling when our breath was almost gone. We admitted that it was painful..but no more than before.

That's all..Renjun could still take it.

Gradually, we stopped struggling, our eyes began to blur, our awareness slowly faded.

Renjun was flying, the vast sky was waiting for him in front of him.

He..Renjun

Already free from everything

Goodbye, this shitty world.

..goodbye

. . . D  E A  T  H . . .

The question that Renjun asked himself.. almost everyone has probably had it pop into their heads at some point.

But in the end, each person will find different answers. But for some..that question is never answered.

And I can only ask myself each day the same question, 'Why were we born?'

Thank you to everyone who came to read.

You can criticize as you please. We will be able to improve our work.

And of course there will be Jaemin's part as well. But I still can't say when it will come down. Haha.

I hope this story will please readers.

See you next time.