This chapter will contain mentions of self harm, abuse, eating disorder, and depression. And thoughts of suicide. For those that can't handle it. I will give a quick run down.

Jongho left Yeosang after freshman year because his parents thought the school was too cheap. Yeosang's life went to shit and he struggled with depression and self harm. Thats basically it.

For anyone who wants a "more detailed" version of the story, keep reading.

Yeosang
No. No. Not Jongho. Not after all these years. I just got over him. I just moved on and he pops back up. I don't think he recognizes me, so that's good. I still remember the day he left. The day my heart broke. The day my depression got worse.

*flashback in 3rd pov*

"Yeosang we need to talk," Jongho said to the boy. The way he said it made Yeosang worried. He didn't sound happy.

"O-okay... Is everything okay?" Yeosang asked hesitantly. He plastered a fake smile on his face.

"Not really, but you should know first," he responded. Jongho looked very nervous and had a weak smile on his face. "Follow me Yeoyeo."

They took their time walking outside towards the park by the school. No words being exchanged. They arrived and sat down.

"So I have something to tell you. My mom told me this morning I will be leaving this school... and we can't talk anymore," Jongho said looking down, avoiding eye contact.

Yeosang stared at him in shock. He was gonna lose not only his best friend, his only friend, and crush. Tears started forming as he realized he was serious. He was losing the only stability in his life. The only person he could talk to. The only person who he could show the real him. He is losing him.

"I'm sorry Yeosang but you know how my family is. I have to go to the most expensive school to find a rich woman to marry. I'm sorry but I can't change it. If I could I would. I have to get home soon. Goodbye Yeosang." Jongho got up and walked away, leaving Yeosang a crying mess.

Yeosang thought he was the only one crying. What he didn't know was Jongho started bawling the moment he entered his car. He left quickly so Yeosang didn't see him cry. He didn't want to see Jongho break down. He was supposed to be the strong one. The one who had it together. But him leaving hurt him just as much as it hurt Yeosang.

You see Jongho was in love with Yeosang as well. He couldn't see himself without him. Without his precious Yeoyeo. But his parents would never approve. And he couldn't bear to disappoint them. So he knew he had to listen to them.

He drove home and forgot all about Yeosang...

Yeosang however could not. His rock was gone. His love was gone. His confidence was gone. His emotions were gone. He lost everything except his depression.

He grew distant from his parents, who only interacted with him when they were yelling at him. He began carving words and images into his body. He stopped eating as often as he once did. He began to question if anyone would care if he died. He wondered if anything would change. He concluded nothing would but he never attempted.

The clothes became baggier and and sleeves became longer. His grades dropped, which caused more yelling. He slept all the time and missed classes, yet he still managed to pass.

He ended up never going to college and just got a job at a bakery, where he met Yunho, Wooyoung, and Seonghwa (their intros will be in the next chapter). He had just recently gotten over Jongho.

As for Jongho, he moved onto the new school and forgot about Yeosang. He met a girl who had a crush on him and brought her home to please his parents, however the relationship didn't last long, as she cheated on him. He wasn't mad, but had to pretend to be.

He soon met his friends Mingi, San, and Hongjoong (intros will also be in the next chapter) after transferring. He never had to work and he kept up his grades. He ended up going to college in the same town he lived in during high school.

Life was a breeze for Jongho. Having forgot about his past, Jongho lived carefree and without worry. If only he knew the pain he cause by coming back.

This is the longest chapter I've ever written, 680 words without the intro.
I cried making this chapter bc most of it relates to me and my struggles.
I'm glad I started this story.

Thoughts? Critiques? Questions?