Games of the mind, that's all it could probably be.
Taekhyun's world is full of pain and agony, he struggles for his own freedom. He believes saving BTS will help him gain it.
Hani always worries from afar. One moment she's here, the next she's the...
It wasn't long 'til the party started. Various greetings from here and there took place. Things were getting kinda stuffy and so I headed out to the balcony. The cool breeze and the round moon welcomed me with great intoxicating bliss, it felt like a short span of freedom away from the black and white view inside.
"For who?" A deep voice questioned from behind. Judging from his looks, he's my age.
"For who what?" I countered.
"For whom are those tears?" He replied looking all serious as if he wasn't being nosy at all. As if he was someone close to me.
"Need I answer your question?"
He shrugged and then sat down on the railings. He looked at me with those eyes that reveal no emotion. It was like, no one could ever bring him down because he knew how to keep everything to himself. He was cold like that. I kept quiet and feigned to not see him but there he was still staring at me like I was some kind of interesting artwork. Strangely enough, I didn't feel bothered at all. His presence was actually comforting. My mind was telling me to get the hell away from this creature but to no avail, my legs aren't working. It was glued to that spot as if it was meant to be there. After a good few moments of my head and feet trying to argue, he stood up and then left as if nothing happened, like he never did anything disturbing. There he was, waltzing his way inside the black and white room that kept me losing my strength. The black and white room that was illusioned with outstanding chandeliers and bright lights that seemed lively but to me, it was just that black and white room.
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Today, I headed to school with a great feeling of dread. Truthfully enough, nothing ever exciting happens in this school. Girls keep busy with their looks and squealing all day to these who-knows-who creatures. As I recall, they were called Bamtan Boys? Not really sure, don't really care. As for the male population, they busy themselves on random balderdash. Only a few students in this school are decent enough I guess.
I made a little stop to the restroom and did my business. As I got out, for some unknown reason, I ended up lying down on the floor. I opened my eyes to see a foolish looking lad who is for another unknown reason on top of me.
"Get off." I reprimanded.
"Oh sorry. Are you alright?" He asked.
"Yeah."
"Uhm look, I'm really sorry for bumping into you, I was kind off in a rush." He said apologetically.
"So I see. It's fine."
"M-may I know your name?" He looked shy and kind of embarrassed.
"Hani."
"I'm Jimin. See you around." He waved goodbye and ran off somewhere.
What a strange fellow. He looks really innocent when he smiles and he doesn't look bad at all well except for his height. I smiled silently to myself and headed straight to my class.
