Stigma || Kim Namjoon

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•Soo Yun •

Today is November 2nd 1939 and I still haven't seen Namjoon.
It has been a little over 2 years since I last saw him.
He's now 27 and I'm 25. I met him 9 years ago. He was the reason why I loved life and now I'm only patient because I'll see him again.
World war two started a month ago and I'm still locked in this hell.
I'm still in the same cell I was in a two years ago after the fight.
Hwa Young was released 4 months ago even though her fate was for her to rot in prison but this country isn't fair.

She committed too many crimes that maybe she herself isn't able to keep up with how many she has committed.
But Namjoon and I are supposed to stay in this hell for so many years just because of one crime which they consider a
huge crime that can't be forgiven.
The reason why we are in prison is because we were selling illegal books and newspapers that can harm the country.
I've been here for 6 years. I have 11 years left.
Once I leave I'll be able to visit Namjoon until he is released.

After that we'll leave this country and move somewhere far away from this hell.
I've been patient for all these years and I have to keep my hopes up for him. I miss him like crazy.