After a few days you came back and asked for a Shakespeare play.
I was so happy to see you.
I walked towards the shelves and you followed me.
I gave it to you and you thanked me while smiling. 'You're pretty.' I blurted out.
You got flustered.
'Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that out loud.'
After those words came out of my mouth I wanted to slap myself for embarrassing myself.
You just shook your head.
As you made your way through the shelves to
the front desk you kept looking around.
'There's a staircase, Are there more books upstairs?' You asked me as you turned around facing me.
'No I live upstairs.' I answered. 'Oh.' Was all you said.
At that time I was embarrassed to tell you that those stairs led up to the roof and I was living
in a small room on the roof.
I was embarrassed to tell you
that I lived in a small room
with a small bathroom and
no kitchen. That the stove was placed in the same room I sleep in.
At that time, I didn't know that you wouldn't judge me and didn't really care about where I lived.
You just cared about me
and kept telling me to stay warm. You have a pure heart, Soo Yun.
I love you.
To: Soo Yun
From: Namjoon
April/15/1937
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Stigma || Kim Namjoon
Fanfiction⇻My name is Kim Namjoon and I'm sentenced to prison for 19 years. My name is Lee Soo Yun and I'm sentenced to prison for 16 years. ⇺
