☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:✧ Felix POV･ﾟ✧.: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ ☾

My stress was only starting to build up. Chaos isn't even at its peak yet. No, this wasn't even the climax of everything. I could feel it in my skin and bones. All I ever want in life is for people to be happy. I want to inspire people and make them smile; this is the complete opposite of what I had in mind. How did life take such a 360 from such a small prank? Even the smallest of things though can have the biggest of impacts. Never doubt anything until you understand it.

I couldn't seem to find anyone. Changbin, Minho, Aisha; Even Chris was missing. I think they all gave up on finding each other, and decided to split up. It's easier to cry alone than it is in front of other people anyways. Let's check the library, my mind told me. Why do I listen to this giant piece of meat in my skull? How does this thing control my entire body, even telling me what emotions I should and shouldn't feel. This thing we call a brain was the cause and solution to all of the world's problems. It's so annoying when something is good and bad at the same time; it makes you question life's full potential.

Mission: Comfort them.

That's my goal. That's all I need to do right now. That's what everyone needed, including Aisha. I wonder if they went to the other rooms and found the others. They probably have Hyunjin with them right now. Just thinking about Hyunjin made me get flashbacks to the prank. It must've hurt her so bad. She didn't deserve anything that happened to her that night. I swear on my life, if I could go back and erase it all I would. I should've stopped it.

I didn't.

Now here we are, a year later, running around a building crying and looking for each other just to get a sense of security in one another. I feel bad. She didn't have anyone right now. I'd try to be there for her, I really will. Once I find her, I'll try my best to convince her to come back to us. I just want everything to go back to how it used to be. We were best friends. We all need that back; she needed it just as much as we did, she just didn't accept it. Understandably so.

A warm tear ran down my face. I didn't notice how cold I was until I felt the heat against my skin. I wiped it away. Don't cry in front of anyone. You're here to comfort, not to be comforted.

As soon as I reached the library it was empty. Not even staff were around. I ascended the stairs, quiet with every step just in case I startled anyone by accident. From what I could see, someone was sitting on the ground behind a bookshelf. I could hear them crying. It's one of the other eight. Who though?  Maybe... Changbin? No, these cries sounded too soft. I inched closer to the sound, trying to solve this mystery.

I was heartbroken when I saw who it was. "I-" I tried to speak but my words weren't coming out properly.

"P-Please leave H-hyung..." He stuttered, his sadness breaking down his voice into choppy sentences. "I don't w-want you t-to see me like this." He sniffled in between each word, almost gasping for air as he cried. His face was red, his eyes filled with nothing but tears.

I sat down next to him, pulling him to me. "Jeonggie, it's okay. Everything is going to be alright."

Only at the touch of my fingers Jeongin broke down into louder, more emotion-filled sobs. I wanted to ask him "what's wrong?" but that question was so overused and cliché it would get me nowhere.

"I-It's all m-my f-fault!" He shouted, his arms tightening around me. I made sure to hold him close. He's like my brother, I couldn't let go even if I wanted to. I never wanted to.

"It's okay Jeonggie. I'm here for you. Don't worry about anything. It's not your fault." I stroked his hair, attempting to calm him down a bit. Luckily, it worked a little.

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:✧ Aisha POV･ﾟ✧.: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ ☾

They hate you. They hate us! They only hate you. No one knows about me. Don't say it like that, it's not true! It's true. Shut up! SHUT UP!

The voices in my head wouldn't shut up and leave me alone. That one voice hasn't left me since the day I attempted. Now it's been following me around, making itself comfortable inside my mind just to torment me. I want a break. I need  to break free from the voices in my head. They come at me left and right and I just want to put my head underwater to silence the world around me.

I found a locker somewhere on the 2nd floor to hide in. No one would find me here. No one except Seungmin. We were all connected with one another. I need to break free from that connection. I was forced to change. The voices forced me, they made me do it. I had no choice. If I didn't- I was never going to live a normal life after that day, was I? Seungmin probably doesn't remember this locker anyways. It was the one good memory I had of them before the incident. It was a year ago from the day before this. The day before I attempted. We were joking about what would happen if I needed to run and hide in the building. I went up to locker 915, and said, "this is my new safe space now" as a joke. I didn't know that I'd be hiding in it exactly one year and one day later.

My safe space isn't in this locker though. Yes it is. My safe space is away from the voices. They "protect" me, when in reality, all they've ever done was hurt me. I'd be a better person if I didn't have them 24/7 commenting on everything I did. It's like someone watching your every move, examining you and controlling you. I would still be friends with the others. Even when they abandoned me at the hospital all alone, part of me still hoped for them to come. But now...

Now there's too many voices.