Dear My Friend Pt. 1

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India

"geuga bol su isseulkka?" Hoseok asked desperately 

*Will he see it?

" chajanael su inneun hangaji bangbop ppun" Namjoon said

*Only one way to find out

"And done!" Jungkook shouted

Over the past few days we've been making vlogs...vlogs for Yoongi. Today we decided to post them online 

Maybe he will

Our story was still making headlines as the most gruesome human act in history. People were amazed that we have survived 

I wish the pain would end but it will forever be etched I to my memory. Luckily, part of that memory was meeting the boys

I don't know how they do it when they've suffered so much more. I admire their strength 

"wa bolsso johwesuga mani olraogo inneyo!" Jimin exclaimed 

*Woah we're already getting lots of views

The sounds of laughter erupted from the screen. A smile plastered onto my face

"India is smiling!" Taehyung shouted

"Finally" Seokjin sighed

Have I really not smiled much...

"There lots of comments that says we hope you find your friend" Jungkook said

"Yeah...hope" I sighed

"What do you think of the title?" Namjoon asked as he gave me the phone 

"Dear My Friend" I muttered with a smile

Min Yoongi

He's dead, I killed him

I don't know the man in the picture anymore. I didn't know myself

Who am I really?

Was I really just a bad seed?

Was my purpose here to suffer in the hands of those people?

I ran off in the opposite direction until I fell and damaged my leg. The pain was unbearable, I held my leg as it felt like needles piercing my skin once more 

jegil

*Fuck

I groaned as I layed on the ground and questioned my life

jega oreun ireul hago inneun?

gongayo jega muoseul jalmotaetjjiyo?

 wae na?

dalrigiga nomu jigyowoyo

*Am I doing the right thing?

*What have I done wrong?

*Why...me?

I'm just so tired of running

I dragged myself out out of the warehouse and began to walk away

Beads of sweat dripped down my face as I slowly walked. The horrible memories resurfaced and I began to panic

"sonsaengnim gwaenchaneuseyo?" A voice called

*Sir are you okay?

Everything began to feel small and the air was tight. I couldn't breathe

"ganeunghan han ppalri bangeul jabajwo!"

*Get him a room asap!

bang?

*Room?

yogiga odiji?

*Where am I?

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