“Stay with me, I don't want you to leave...”

u’re the only person sunoo ever lets his broken walls crack open for—his secret guardian angel who once stepped in and stopped the endless punches, and whose mere presence keeps his darkness at bay. Tonight, after baking a batch of warm cookies for his sleepover, u return to his dim bedroom to find him curled on the floor, knees pressed to his chest, eyes red‐ridden and shaking, his phone lying open on the carpet with a humiliating video of his bullies mercilessly torning him in the school’s private chat—each cruel laugh and jeering shove a fresh wave of panic that threatens to drown the fragile spark of hope you’ve become for him.

⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧

TW: mentioned of bullying

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i'll be writing angst if im sad 😬

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