i wished i had asked your name back then.
but i just couldn't.
your words had made me so quiet. you let me had some introspection.
patting my back lightly before leaving, you did not forget to say.
“i believe in you, yoongi.”
at that point, a question like 'how the hell do you even know my name?' did not come to mind.
i remembered getting frustrated after a few days for not having a touch with you.
you were worth being a friend, and i had stupidly let go of you. at least, i could have asked for your name.
i was so mad at myself.