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NAMJOON
hyung, we lack one more
track for the repackaged
version of wings
—
yoongi instantly minimized the photo viewer on his computer. he wiped his wet cheeks and turned around to face his friend who was waiting by his door.
—
YOONGI
hmm?
yea, sure i got it
NAMJOON
no pressure though
if you don’t feel
like writing yet, we could wait
YOONGI
no, no, it’s okay
it takes my mind off her
NAMJOON
i hope you’ll feel better soon
YOONGI
i’m fine, don’t
worry about me
NAMJOON
i better get going
i’ll be in mon studio
if you need me
—
namjoon left the genius lab and met with the rest of the members at the living room
—
HOSEOK
how is he?
NAMJOON
he said he’ll do it
TAEHYUNG
are you sure we
should be asking him
to do this?
JIN
isn’t it too
early to expose
him to work again?
JUNGKOOK
i agree with hyung,
yura noona just died
we should let him
move on first
NAMJOON
please hear me out, isn’t it
best to ask him
to write a song now?
NAMJOON
i mean, at least in songwriting
he could express his
feelings
JIMIN
i worry about him
i miss yura noona too
HOSEOK
let’s be strong for
yoongi hyung
he needs our support
at times like this
NAMJOON
hoseok is right
let’s give him a little space
and refrain from
mentioning her name
—
yoongi spent most of his days scribbling random words on a piece of paper, filled with skepticism what to write. this is how he usually get things done, he would look for a word and stare at it for a minute or two and then a stream of ideas and melodies would just flow endlessly from his mind. but this time, there was none. the creative part of his brain won’t respond to any of the words or letters he wrote as if it had stopped functioning, totally shutting down his ability to write a good song.
he opened a familiar folder on his desktop, revealing all their candid photos together. he clicked the first photo, it was his favorite. his girlfriend was smiling at him with a rose on her hand. the next photo was her again, looking at the distant horizon where the sky meets the sea, he remembered this day vividly.
this was the day they celebrated his birthday together. the next photo was their first photograph, yoongi was giving her a hug from the back while she held on tightly on his arms around her. their bodies were angled to the side, and a gleeful smile were carved on their faces. as he scanned the rest of the album once again, he found himself crying in no time.
all he ever wanted was to see her again. she was the core reason why he was able to write powerful songs, the main protagonist in all his stories, the only rose among all the thorns in his life.
one could say that she was the main purpose of his life, she gave the melody in his lyrics. she was like the human form of art that sang its way to his heart. yoongi was known to be cold and idle, but with her, everything turns around.
—
YOONGI
why did you leave me, yura?
YOONGI
why did you
leave me?
—
yoongi brought out a small box from his drawer and upon opening it, he took the ring to his hand and drowned himself at the thought of his lost girlfriend.
—
YOONGI
what am i supposed to do
with this now?
—
he clutched the ring and folded his arms to support his face down. his tears burst forth like a waterfall falling from the zenith of a hill, damping his cheeks and the table.
—
YOONGI
i want to get over
you but i don’t
know how
YOONGI
please help me
because i don’t know
what to do with
my broken heart
YOONGI
yura, please
—
his drama was suddenly interrupted by a notification from his phone
—
MRS. MIN
there’ll be an incoming
snow storm in seoul next week
stay safe, honey
MRS. MIN
i know we don’t talk
that much but i will always be
here for you
YOONGI
thanks mom, i miss you
MRS. MIN
by the way, how’s yura?
i thought you’re getting
married on spring?
YOONGI
eomma...
—
he placed his hand over to his mouth in an attempt not to break down at the mention of her name. the word ‘yura’ alone could pierce like an arrow through his heart, he clutched his chest and ...
—
YOONGI
eomma, sh—she’s gone
MRS. MIN
what?
honey, how did—?
YOONGI
she was involved in
a car crash...
MRS. MIN
yoongi, why didn’t you tell me?
YOONGI
i’m sorry
i can’t talk about her
right now
i need to go...
—
the moment he dropped the call, his tears fell with an increasing sense of loneliness and agony. opposite his window, the snow fell from the sky, the coldness seemed to have found its way to his aching heart
—
YOONGI
i wish the spring moved
ahead for us
start > search > ”notepad"
YOONGI
i miss you
when I say that, i miss you more
i’m looking at your photo
but I still miss you
YOONGI
time is so cruel
i hate us
now it’s hard to even
see each other’s faces
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𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬.
𝐈’𝐦 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚, 𝐖𝐞𝐛𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭. 𝐍𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.
𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭, 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝒸ℴ𝓇𝒹 ( 𝒰𝓈ℯ𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓂ℯ - 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭_𝐥𝐨𝐥 ). 𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
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