"Sex on drugs is mind-blowing. Wanna try?"
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Kim Migyung, a former prima ballerina who had to give up dancing after an accident. Not being able to do the only thing she's ever known, her dreams stripped away, she...
“accept help when it serves itself on a golden platter—”
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"Where were you last night, Hoba?" Namjoon said, pulling his friend in his room to have some privacy while they conversed.
The day had been strange for the boys. They had once again touched on the subject of dating in their dance studio during their break. It had ended with Yoongi storming out of the studio and a guilty look to replace Seokjin's usually happy face. The others had been left sober and Namjoon curious.
Hoseok couldn't blame his friend for prying. He was their leader and he had responsibilities. It was his right to know what was happening with his bandmates who had become more like brothers in the past years. He needed to know in order to maintain the balance in the team and provide help when needed. Hoseok understood that whole dynamic and yet, he only sighed as he plopped down on the bed.
"You won't stop asking till I tell you, will you?"
"Not likely," Namjoon replied, plopping down on his bed, staring at the ceiling. "Do I have to tell our manager to draw up an NDA for you?"
Hoseok chuckled at his dry sense of humour. "Not likely," he said, copying his friend's words. "I don't think I'll ever see her again. She looked angry when she walked away."
That made the leader's head whip in his direction with huge eyes. "Now, that sounds interesting. What happened?" Hoseok regarded his friend for a moment, seeing the genuine interest in his eyes. He could only sigh again as he recounted last night's events.
"I said something to her that offended her though I'm not completely sure why. She just stormed away telling me that I don't have any right to judge her and I shouldn't pretend to understand her."
"Oh, damn! What triggered her? Can you remember?"
Of course, he did. It was impossible for him to ever forget. "I saw the slit wound on her wrist. She tried taking her life," he said solemnly, rendering Namjoon speechless as well. "I told her I don't judge her and it somehow triggered her. Seems like a lot of people have judged her in the past and she won't be able to trust even those who are genuine."
"That's understandable," Namjoon replied calmly, staring at the ceiling once again. "What was she like? Did you fall in love at the first sight like Jin hyung?"
Hoseok laughed heartily, slapping Namjoon's arms playfully. "Not every woman is Sehee to fall in love at first sight and I doubt many would fall in love with Migyung at first sight. She looks quite... broken and even her beauty can't hide how disconnected she is to this world. It's like she isn't living for herself anymore."
"Wow," the leader let out, still staring at the ceiling. "It's like you've already figured her out and you went to meet her the second time thinking you could heal her. If she doesn't want to live anymore, she won't listen to anything you say. You shouldn't waste your time on her even though it might seem as if you should help her. You can't help someone who is not ready to receive it."
