Denji Depressed Novels & Stories

I decide to sit down on his bed, next to him, "But what I have to say is really bad and I don't want you to hurt me. By the way, Aiden is in his room right now, he’ll hear me screaming and come to rescue me if it comes to that.” Damon rolls his eyes hard as hell but says nothing else, he doesn't even give me an evil smile. More proof he's depressed. "Take your time, sweetheart," he lets out a few seconds later, eyes never leaving me, “It’s not like I have a lot of stuff to do or places to go.”

Afterward, he ignored him for the rest of the day. During the evening, Alex and Darren play tennis. After playing a few rounds, Alex was so tired that Darren could see that sweat was dripping from his hair. He put down his racket and said, “Rest for a while.” Right after he said that Alex collapsed on the chair. Just then Areiza video-called him. “Why does Alex look so depressed?” She asked tentatively. Darren looked at Alex and scoffed, “He lost a tennis match, and he now doubts the meaning of his existence.”

She went towards him, picked him up, put him on her knees, and touched his forehead, as she asked softly. Jerry's forehead was a little cold, which was evident that the fever had subsided, but he looked very downcast. When Jenna picked him up, he slumped in her arms limply and seemed to be very depressed. "Mom, where is Dad? Is he with that wicked woman?" he asked disappointedly in her arms. Jenna's heart skipped a beat, and intense pain followed after. It turned out that Jerry was in such low spirits because there was a thorn in his heart.

asked a voice, and I know that it's Aoi. He is the only one among us who is not drunk. Kenji has fallen. "I can't sleep," I answered, then smiled at him. "Still having a nightmare?" he asked. I didn't answer right away, but I just nodded because I knew that they already knew the reason why I always go to bed late. "I still can't get away from that scene," I said sadly, and then I looked up at the sky. "It feels like I'm trapped," I added.

Papa suddenly looked toward me afterward. “And you.” I blinked immediately. “What?” “You need to stop pretending you’re okay too.” Rude honestly. “I am okay.” Five people looked at me like I was mentally unstable. Traitors. “You literally stare at walls for fun now,” Caleb muttered. “That’s called thinking.” “That’s called depression,” Michelle corrected. Jayden nodded immediately. “Very severe depression honestly.” I looked toward Papa accusingly. “You started this.” A weak laugh escaped him softly. “Alexandra,” he whispered carefully, “you do not always have to carry everybody.”

Darrion said, slumping himself on the table. Jai watched his friend slumped on the table, looking like a defeated champ. He didn’t feel good about all this. He was pissed, and not pissed at the same time. It was very complicated, but he didn’t know what made him like that. He was pissed of being excluded, yes, but he also felt he shouldn’t feel like that. But he didn’t know why. “Do you think Teacher Enji will let us drink the potion we made?” Jai suddenly asked.

Even Tiger's image flashing in her head right now couldn't take that away from her. She brought her arms to his waist, wrapping it around them and smiled when she heard him grunt contentedly and tighten the hug. She didn't need a therapist, she just needed him. He gave the best hugs, besides her mom that is. One hug a day keeps the therapist away and keeps Jade from going insane.