(I HAD TO DO THIS. I'M SO TERRIBLY SORRY. ALSO TW FOR SU1C1D3 AND A GUN.)

007n7.

You hardly knew him, but you knew he was a good person. A good friend.

~~A good father.~~

He stopped exploiting, which was the only thing that gave him happiness in his life, when he found c00lkidd, his son. He had a new happiness. A greater one at that. And now he’s gone. The only one that kept him at peace and in a somewhat relaxed mood had completely vanished. He became more introverted and awkward whenever he talked to someone, no matter how casual the situation was. And as the days went on, the situation only worsened.

It has been over 2 years since c00lkidd's disappearance.

He felt as if his whole life purpose was completely gone. As if he didn’t deserve to live anymore. “What’s the point? Everyone is either scared of me or annoyed at me, and it’s all my fault…” he thought, rummaging through a drawer and pulling out a gun, before reloading it and walking towards the nearest mirror.

Now that he had lost his precious son, he stood in the living room of his house, staring at his reflection in the mirror. God…why did he become like this? What went wrong? He could only wonder, slowly looking down at the gun in his hands with tears threatening to spill from his eyes. He couldn’t bear the loss of his 10 year old son. He wanted to end it all..

“...”

He gently pressed the muzzle of the gun underneath his chin, his hand vigorously trembling as he was about to pull the trigger, when suddenly—

You just wanted to see how he was doing since you haven’t heard from him in quite a while, and you ended up witnessing something completely heart-wrenching. Unbeknownst to him, he had left the door of his house unlocked, hence why you entered without a warning.

He wanted to see his son again. To hug him. To tell him that he’s proud of him. To tell him that he loves him. To see that childish smile one last time, but he knew that’ll never happen.