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｡｡ 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐍𝐎 𝟐 ｡｡ In which he wasn't excited to breathe so he chose something different.
But will it be for better?
Any...
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▱▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▱ .𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 19 June .𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 12:00 a.m. .𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 States Care Centre ▱▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▱
"It was just a dream Joonie."
The white room held a pure serenity as the words of angel resonated in the said man's senses. Satisfaction and assurance in the soft touches on Joon's hand as she strokes his hair with a smile.
"Jimin is just a character in your story, Sakura." Mr Kim beamed down. She removed her palm from his to take out the book from her bag.
She was reading this story and tomorrow when she completed it. She felt uneasy and anxious as she grew more concerned about her son.
"I will read a little and show you." She calmly said as her hands unzipped the bag to take out the book.
The cover of the book was different from their environment, black and red. Flowers in the middle, bleeding red ones. Lastly the title, everything added a difference to their surroundings but Mrs Kim held a smile.
"I try to show what people want to see.
It has always been this way. When I show people what they want to see they stick to me. Then why did he leave?
…(She read the rest of Jimin's pov in the PERSONA chapter until…)
… My small serene home."
"Maa-maa. Stop-stop." Namjoon was all ears to the story which he can easily relate to his dream. He immediately stopped her.
Re-reading that felt like re-living the whole ephialte. He can not bear that. Mrs Kim stopped as she worriedly nodded to him.
Namjoon puddled in a haze, why he could not remember writing such a book.
"What is the storyline of it?" He asked further when his bell didn't ring.
"Traumatizing." She said the only word she experienced. He blink at her and then look at the book taking it from her hands.
His mind clicked when he saw his face in the red flowers, dripping blood from it as his breath hitched. It was something he vividly knew. It was the book Jungkook chose from the library.
"Is there any character named Jungkook in this book?" He asked his mother again but she didn't reply.
Namjoon looked up when nothing came from her mother. Her smile faded and their was a scene of horror in her eyes.
"Joon, can you still not remember anything?" Her shaky voice was controlled when she said the sentence but his name came out in a terrified utter.
"Maa, I'm trying to but right now I can't remember anything about this book."
Mr Kim nodded to his with tears brimming in the corner of her eyes and she looked away to hide it from him. Her heart raced.
"We have to inform the doctor about this."
Her body lifted up her seat as Joon's eyes followed her figure, "uh. Okay." He let out.
"You try remembering. Read some lines that might help. I'll go call someone."
He sucked on her lower lips, turning his eyes down on the book after she stepped out of the room. Now he was alone and a sudden wave of trepidation rushed in him.
It was all because of being alone. He didn't thought he would feel this way, if he knew he wouldn't have let her go out.
The duvet flipped off his legs and in seconds he left from there.
In the hallways, quiet and all white walls were screaming in awareness. He detest this much light. It was so bright that his eyes were barely open.
Everytime his voice went in search of his mother, it came back in an echo without reaching her. The hallway felt like it was never-ending. Or a loop which kept him within the boundaries of the quest.
Forbidding him from finding his treasure.
"Hey man, what are you doing here?"
Namjoon snapped towards the voice taking long steps in the direction but his eyes caught no one.
"Hey, who's there!?" Joon screamed but he found only and reply which came from silence.
When his body got tired enough he gave up on discovering more, sitting with his head down, he covered his face with his palm rubbing it to ease himself.
"Namjoon Hyung."
He heard Jungkook shout out for him.
"Uh!" He expressed out loud, getting up in a blink as his eyes roamed right to left.
"It's my turn to live." Jungkook huskily whispered in Namjoon's ears.
Joon felt an immense pain similar to the pain which he felt while dying.
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