they say that love scars can be healed by another person
                        ❝ lee byunghun ❞

               

                           ljoe┇ november 23, 1993 ┇ 171 cm ┇ 50 kg ┇ elemental doll   

       Lee Byunghun. A 19 year old teenager, died of taking his own life, only because of one thing. Byunghun had had always wanted his parents to know about a secret that he's been holding for years now, but he was afraid of doing so, compared to the bullying and teasing that he was getting through his first year of college when his so-called friend found out and spilled it out to the full student body in the campus. He was afraid that they would to the samething, but ended up pushing himself to do it. One day Byunghun and walked up to his parents and said, "I have something to tell you..." Yet he seemed a bit sad while asking this, which is why his parents thought that there was something wrong with him and asked what was wrong. He took a long breath, and blew it out, opening his mouth to say two words, not knowing how to say this any better. "I'm....-" But he was cut off by his father, but what shocked him the most was that he knew what he was going to say without even finishing, but it wasn't acceptance. "Get out..." His father said threateningly, making his own heart shatter into pieces. "But-" "I SAID GET OUT. WE DON'T WANT A SON LIKE YOU. A , A GAY, NON OF IT." They disowned him...but why? Why did they hate them so much? After a few days, his grandmother decided to take him into possession all the way in Oregon, Portland. There, he went to college and got two part time jobs to get some money. It had been only two years from him being in America and he had already been fluent in the English language. But the last year there was hell. His grandmother had died from a heart attack, and now Byunghun had to keep up with the apartment, but that didn't work out well at all. Byunghun had gotten fired from both of his jobs. One he had to quit because they were going out of bussiness and the other he was fired from because he was framed of stealing things from there. After, he became homeless. Lived on the streets for months with no food, money, nor shelter. He hadn't known why he was dealing with it, why he was still here, sitting along in the cold, wet weather. Now it had only came down to one thing. Byunghun was standing on the ledge on one of Seoul's tallest buildings, slow, sad tears running down his cheeks as he stared down at the ant sized people down below. Police, abulance, and firetruck alarms running throw his ears, people screaming on top of there lungs for him not to jump, even some cried, but he wouldn't listen, he couldn't. He was sick...sick and tired of the non-stop bulling and abuse from his parents, people at school, his so-called friends stabbing him in the back, being alone. He just wanted everything to go away, and this...this was his only choice to true freedom. "I'm sorry..." Byunghun softly whispered before leaning his body forward, feeling the cool breeze against his skin, smiling, actually feeling free for the first time in his life. In an instant, the only thing he saw was white. .               

                        ✦this is about me
                                                     ━  they say it's always like that, they say that love hurts

               

                        single . not interested . looking : heartbroken, hearthealing, in love
                        likes : none . none . none . none
                        dislikes : none . none . none . none

               

                        「 永恆 」