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to die for you is my greatest honour

Summary:

you want to die so bad
there's a guy who can help you do exactly that

but he has to make you ▌▌▌▌ him first?!

or

suicidal guy finds guy with powers to kill him but only under one circumstance..

yes hualian college au with xie lian being the suicidal one i didn't have any other ideas and i needed to write this im sorry

(SAVE IT PLEASE I'LL MAKE IT LONG SOON I JUST DON'T HAVE TIME RIGHT NOW)

Notes:

yeah don't worry about the girls name... she's irrelevant and will be called ▌▌▌until she has purpose

WHICH I SWEAR WILL HAPPEN

i have this planned ok gimme a couple days school is buns

ao3 curse don't get me pls

college au... both characters are NOT minors in this au. therefore, i will make them do things

with consent

there will be a lot of suicide talk, especially on mental health and self harm.

this is a gift to a friend of mine

hope you like it fufu ♡

Chapter 1: prologue ⟢ i can't remember anything that night

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I shut my door closed, hands fumbling to quickly lock the door.

Again? Why! I'd done everything she asked, payed for the house, yet I was still getting yelled at by her!

Why... when did I even agree to date her? ▌▌▌, a hot girl who couldn't do a bit to help out in the apartment! To live in her house like we had something called romance! Every night it would be the same thing, she'd yell at me for coming too late then she'd crawl into my bed asking for another round with another guy's jacket over her shoulders. Did I care? Not a bit! Why would I care when she treated my like trash by the daily and why would I care if she fell into a rushed romance just for a bit of extra cash?!

Then how come her influence meant so much to me...

I felt my head pound, I couldn't think straight at all. My head hurt so bad.. even my heart... my legs and shoulders... wait why did my shoulder hurt? My shoulder wasn't supposed to hurt. How come my shoulders hurt? I couldn't believe anything that was happening at all... my shoulder hurt so bad..

It was a grave mistake to leave both a rope and knife in my room.

I had tried suicide so many times before, but every single time ▌▌▌ would just interrupt or find me lying dead and call an ambulance. Not because she cared, but because I'd end up having to pay out of my pocket and she'd get all the benefits. The hero story of saving her boyfriend 'soon to be fiance' from ridding her of a house and money. But ▌▌▌ wouldn't come back after a fight like this, she wouldn't even dare. So, I made sure to tear open up the blood and get the noose tied up. As I stood up on the chair, my hair was a bloody mess and my arms even worse. I couldn't get any worse... and I slipped.

Knocking myself out, I felt myself get dizzy. The blood loss was probably taking it’s toll before I could even die… what misfortune did I have to fail at suicide every. single. time.

That would be more of a worry of when I actually woke up. Right now, all I could think was about how bad my head and shoulder hurt.

Shoulder… how strange…