Sorry for the grammatical errors in this story, I'll try my best to improve it..

This doesn't meant to offend any suicide cases or anything..

Yoo! Three stories in one day!







If you value your sanity, then go and read another story and not this..

Izshu, this is her first time working on a suicide hotline.. She's kinda nervous and excited at the same time..

And after her manager leaves her in her desk, she got a call..
"Hello?" She answered nervously..

"Hello.." The voice of a male teenager said with a raspy voice..
"How may i help you today sir?" She tried to answer with a polite tone...

"Your not really going to help me.. Your just gonna listen to me.." The man said..

"Okay sir, have you experienced depression or it's symptoms or maybe over thinking?" She asked..

The voice chuckled.. "Do you know where i am right now?" The boy asked..
"Where?" She asked..

The man paused before he spoke.. "I'm sitting on top of my kitchen counter in the middle of the night and with a knife beside me.." He answered..

Izshu's eyes widen.. "Hold on sir—I'm gonna have to transfer you to someone—" She panicked but before she do it the boy spoke..

"No! No, need" He stopped her..
"Huh what do you mean?" Izshu asked..

"I don't need assistance, i just need to dump my aggression and trauma to you before i kill myself.." The boy spoke..

"Okay sir, may i know your name..?" She asked..
The man scoffed and chuckled.. "I don't wanna, that case after this we can just pretend we never knew or met each other.." He spoke..

"Okay.. So where do you wanna start off sir?" She asked politely..
"How about my suicide letters?" The man suggested..

His suggestion made Izshu slightly uncomfortable.. "Okay.. So to whom did you write?" She asked..

"My unfair mother, my cold hearted science teacher, and my best friend.. God, bless his heart for being the only one for me.." He said..

The way he gave them their small descriptions, made her see how many people hated him and just by his voice you'll immediately knew how rough his life has been..

"Okay mind reading me one of them?" She asked, trying to keep him distracted..

"Okay.. So to which one do you want to me to read..?"

"Maybe to your mother? If that's alright?" She asled, since she had the mild hint that his connection to his mother is not that very good..

"Sure.. Though, it's more like a poem.. I think, no I'm not sure" He said..
"Sure, i don't mind.." She said, also intrigued by the letter..

"Okay..
Dear mother..

The only trait we share
Is about being unfair..
But the difference is,

I'm aware of how much
Impact of damage did i
Trouble the person caused..

Unlike you,
You always intend to speak
Mindlessly. You never bothered
About the feelings of one
Another..

How does it feel? Hope you
Drowned into despair when
I die..

You used to be my hero, yet..
You're just like any other hero..
You'll sacrifice me to save the world..

I rather be a villain..
I'll sacrifice the world to have
You..

Atleast I'm not selfish..
There! How was it?" He asked for her feedback..

Somehow it made he dinto the deep thought on how she should be thankful to have a mother that cherished her..

And when he asked for her feedback she snapped back to reality..

"You wrote it very well.. You should be a writer one day!" She suggested..

"Nah.. I never wanted it.."
And so they continued to talk..

She let him vent all his emotions to her.. As he was venting tears suddenly fell in her eyes..

It opened her eyes suddenly.. And learnt that she's always selfish about her problems, all think she has it the hardest..

And now she realized that someone has it more bitter and harder..
"Oh and by the way.. My name is Hijiro, thanks for changing my mind.." He said before he ended up the call..

"No—before you do that.. Mind if we meet up and.. I'll be your personal psychiatrist.. Maybe..?" She offered..

4 years later..

Hijiro was now dating Izshu and was now also a full time successful writer..
And now he is no longer suffering through mental illness..

"Congrats on finally writing a book love! It sold almost a million copies!" Izshu congratulated him..

"Thanks to you, each word in it is just about you, you and you" He said as he hugged her..

What was the book about , you may ask?

It's about a suicidal boy not having anyone to Love while he has a psychiatrist who's always been there for him.. And they ended up with each other.. And titled.. "Suicidal's lover"

5 years later..

"And that kids is how i met your mother.." Hijiro said delightly..
"Yeah, a pretty messed up start if you ask me.." Izshu commented..

"Hey Niero, looks like we knew where you got your emo trait from" Isaac teased his little brother..

"Shut up bruh" He said as he rolled his eyes..