I wanna write more angst so uh

Tw: Self harm, Self hatred

He groans, squeezing his eyes shut and letting his head fall to the table. Why was this so difficult? He takes a deep breath and lifts his head, flipping back a few pages, this shouldn't be hard to do.

He tries again, but his eyes burn with tears and he can feel a headache coming on, this was stupid.

He was stupid.

He picks his head up again, shutting the book and looking over to the pile next to him, then at the clock. He was supposed to finish an hour ago, didn't Cali say this book was easy?

He's glad he's alone, he wouldn't be able to handle anyone seeing him cry.

He sighs, taking another from the pile, may as well try again.

Edit: one of the original lines got cut? Edit was just me going back to fix it, sorry