Butterfly

HIS LIFE

Jisung's alarm on his phone goes off as he desperately try to cover his face with his blanket from the sunlight which manage to reach him through his closed curtains on this winter morning.

After an attempt of sleeping again he jolts awake after remembering something. He walks towards the balcony in the room - still in trance of that something he remembered. Standing there watching the white snow carpet on the roads he let his memories dash back.

Flashback

He was only 17 at that time just

turned 17 . It is funny that no one celebrates his sweet 17th year because they have no one except-

JISUNG'S POV

"You ..(censored)..... you killed your mother on the day you came into this world and you are still asking me to have chocolate on this day...! Today is a 17th death anniversary of my wife; not your birthday you just want to celebrate killing her...!?

This was the same dialogue I have been hearing for this past 17 years and now I know it by heart....

Me: That's it appa...!! I just wished for you to change over the years, but you are being nothing other than ruining yourself over gambling and drinking . If I am a killer before your eyes, Fine..! You won't see me again and that that does not mean that I am gonna commit suicide.

Bye appa...!

For the first time I yelled at appa, about after 17 horrible years of suffering...

Appa : Suicide is the best option for you killer...!

I had planned this already. I took my belongings and left that place and broke into tears in the nearest dark alley way

Anti-depression tablets have been serving him since he was 11 he had this one teacher at his school who took care of him like a dad. He knew his life when he was in 5th grade, he often passed out during classes that made teacher to take him to the doctor . Even though his appa was an accountant and had enough wealth , he never cared for him . Jisung made his own money by working at a small store of a grandma . When he left his house , he stayed with her as she too , had no one.

ONE YEAR LATER :

( JISUNG'S POV )

I got really good marks in my highschool. I am 18 now and I am starting collage this year

TIME SKIP , In Class.

"Hi , I am Jeon Jisung. Nice to Meet

You Guys...!" 😶

I know I said it with no emotion at all , in my cold tone .The teacher asked me to have a seat beside the boy named Hajoon.

"Hey there, I am Hajoon"

Me: Hi ( with the same cold tone)

Hajoon : Bro, what's with that tone...? let's be friends

( aww..... I needed someone so badly but you can't handle my depressed self brother)

I just looked at him dead in the eye he just backed off