Wooyoung Pov:
The clock it moving to fast. There's no way there's only 5 minutes left of class.
I start to sweat nervously, and breathing becomes harder.

I don't wanna go to my father's house. What did I ever do to deserve this?
2 minutes. I can't think about anything.
1 minute. Just kill me now.
Everybody starts leaving the classroom. Fuck I can't do this.

As I'm running, somebody trips me, I look up to see Choi San. Great. My day couldn't get worse if I wanted it to.
"Where are you going, Jung" he sneered at me.

"Got a date? Oh wait, nobody wants to date you," he says as one of his friends kicks me in the stomach.

"Worthless" kick

"Fag" kick

"Ugly" kick

"Why are you even alive" punch to the face.
"Come on guys we have better things to do than waste our time on this piece of trash" San says as he kicks me one last time before waking away with his friends.

I open my father's house quietly and see him sitting on the couch with an evil smile.
"You're late" he says, still smiling.

"I had an assignment to work on" I answer, but he doesn't look convinced

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"Get over here" Oh no please. I slowly walk over to him.

"Get on your knees" I kneel before him, he takes his belt off and unzips his pants.
"Get to work you Fag" I want to cry but last time I cried I ended up in the hospital.
I put his member in my mouth. He makes me do this everytime, and if I don't, I get a worse punishment.

He grabs my hair and shoves his dick down my throat. I gag, but keep going until he finishes in my mouth. I want to cry, but force myself not to.

"Strip" Oh great. I slowly take my shirt off and put it down on the floor.

"Faster or else I'll do worse" I quickly take my pants and boxers off aswell.

He quickly inserts himself inside of me. He pulls out then shoves back in, this is really painful. There are tears burning in my eyes and breathing is really hard, but if I make a sound he'll actually kill me. This goes on for a while before he finally pulls out and puts his pants on again.

"Go upstairs, I don't wanna see you again tonight" I quickly grab my clothes and go to my room. I put my clothes on again and cry. I feel numb. Today was one of the worst rounds he's had in a while.

I go to my bathroom that's connected to my bedroom and open one of the drawers and pull something out. My blade. It's been here when nobody else has.

I lift my sleeves up and hold the blade to my arm. Too bad I'm wearing white sleeves, I don't have bandaids. I slice the skin. Nothing. I feel nothing anymore.

2 times, 5 times, 10 times, 20 times. I ran out of room on one arm, on to the other. Before the blade makes it to my arm I realise what I did. My face is soaked with tears and the floor is soaked in my blood.

I can't do this anymore. I have to figure out a way to prove my father abuses me.  I don't care if he's one of the richest people in Korea, I will do it.

I open my bedroom window and jump out of it, it's only a one story house so I don't get hurt.

I'm still crying while walking on the streets to my school. my sleeve is covered with blood, people are looking at me weird, but I don't care what they think of me, the only thing I can think of is how I'm going to get revenge on my father.

Hey guys! Ik this story is like reallyyyy bad but if your actually reading, Ily❤️❤️ Please tell me if you guys have any suggestions, corrections, or anything else
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