I woke somewhere else, in a room that was familiar, and I was met with a concerning stare
a box smile, and red hair. He spoke but I didn't listen as the memories came back. My eyes became glossy and mind filled with imaginative images of him under that traitor.
So I ran, and I cried and I went to my room locking the door behind.
My mouse went to the record button and I said it all and I made sure my camera didn't die --after the three hours of video.
There was a faint 'yoonie' coming from the other side of the door and I payed no mind to the boy with the cute snores.
I threw myself on my bed, and blocked out the soft knocking.
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Short StoryYoongi is caught up in his own sappy drama, not noticing the pain he's caused his secret admirer due to his crush and his bestfriend's harshness.
