Youngjae stared up the ceiling, his mind a constant turmoil of thoughts and emotions as his chest constricted from the insane overload. He needed someone to talk to, someone to help him. He rolled over, grabbing the pillow out from beneath his head before sitting up and throwing it across the room in a fit of anger. It just wasn’t fair, none of it was and he couldn’t take it anymore.He winced as the pillow connected with the wall, more importantly, the picture frame hanging there. The sound of the glass shattering barely reached him before he was already to his feet, rushing over to the mess he had made.Moving aside the pillow, Youngjae carefully brushed away the glass from the ruined picture frame. He stood up, still clutching the picture as the smiling occupants stared back at him. They were taunting him with their easy going happiness, the normality in the picture something that Youngjae had long since forgotten. Something that he missed terribly.“Damnit!!” Youngjae threw the frame to the ground, turning away as he left the room all together. ForewordTitle: How to Save a LifeRating: PG-15 [for mild language. I may or may not drop an f-bomb. Not sure yet.]Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Friendship FluffPairing: DaeJaeWarning: This fic is going to have a bit of a darker theme to it. If you are uncomfortable reading about suicidal thoughts/depression, this fic will not be for you.