sugamon - voice。

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Word count : 944 words

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1. 뚝섬에서

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A deep breath was taken; intoxicating the fresh air surrounding him. Stars seems to hang low tonight, accompanying him through his loneliness. It feels as if the laughter of the others were hugging his cold body.

Ah, he forgot to bring along his sweater.

His eyes strolled around the place, there seem to be more people than usual.

He couldn't help but to observe each of them; its not that he is a stalker instead, he was always an observer.

He loves to see how different people expresses different expressions on their face despite having the same emotion.

Happiness could be a good example; some have a big smile on their face - showing everyone how impressed they are with their life but some, they have this normal expression - almost make them look unhappy but their eyes sparks with happiness.

after observing almost too much, Namjoon learnt that one can easily read other's emotion just by looking into their eyes.

as much as they try to hide their emotions, their eyes just couldn't collude with the lies.

Namjoon loves to observe people because to him, every single life represents their own movie and none of them disappoints Namjoon.

Learning about other's movie just make him know more about the world - he learnt that the world was not only cruel to him but it is to the others too.

Cruelty was something that the world offer to every soul ever since their birth.

The perspective of world are different to everyone; the stars, the moon, the skies or the nature are the same but on the aspect of how a person see it, they're totally different.

A pair of shoulders collided with Namjoon causing him to lose a grip of his phone; making it fall to the ground. Namjoon groaned and quickly bent down to grab on his phone; not bothering about the other person who fell.

The other hiss has regained Namjoon's attention, reminding him that he had just bumped into a person; not onto a static object.

Namjoon turns his head to the source of the voice only to find a pale-skinned boy with his body against the ground, hissing in pain as he held on his arm which seemed to touch the ground first. "oh god, i'm sorry." Namjoon slid his phone into the pocket of his pants before helping the other.

The pale-skinned boy looked terrified when he saw Namjoon and Namjoon shook his head; dismissing the anger he felt after looking at his broken screen just now.

"Are you okay?"
A big hand was offered to the boy and the boy grabbed it as well, lifting up his own weight.

The boy dusted his shirt and stared at his bleeding elbow.
"let m-" Namjoon felt his head spinning at first but he strengthen his will. Yes, he have a phobia towards blood.

"Let me wash it first." Namjoon voice fades a little towards the end. Man the blood was flowing through the open cut-

Namjoon took a deep breath as he pull the boy toward the nearest sink he could find, it was located in front of a toilet nearby.

he placed the wound under the water and cleant it for the boy.
namjoon only peeked on the wound while he was washing it, he had only opened his eyes when the blood was all washed away.

right now, they were walking towards a nearby shop to grab a few bandages and weirdly the boy still haven't spoke a single word. "Hey I'm Namjoon"

Namjoon broke the silence first but the boy only replied him with a nod so Namjoon decided to ask for his name in exchange. "And you are?"

the boy pointed at his lips before shaking his finger at Namjoon. oh...
"You're muted?" Namjoon furrowed his brows while they were walking into the store, gaining another nod from the other boy.
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The boy took out a pen along with a notebook out of his bag pack before starting to scribble on the paper.

'Thank you for helping me Namjoon. I'm Yoongi'

Namjoon read the paper and gave a dimpled smile to the other. "No problem Yoongi! oh and I'm 16, what about you?"

Yoongi seemed to be shocked at that fact. Namjoon can't blame the other since he do look older than his age — basically because of his height.

The pale boy raised a finger,

that's 1.

Yoongi then proceeded to show Namjoon seven fingers,

and that's 7.

"you're seventeen?!"

The boy just gave the shocked tall boy a smile; a smile where almost all of his small teeth was shown and his gum made it appearance too. A gummy smile that made Namjoon heart flutters.

Namjoon took out his phone from his pocket and unlocked the phone. He was actually about to ask for the boy's number since he looked friendly but the boy had gotten the wrong idea — he thought Namjoon was about to show him the damage he had caused.

'I'm sorry, ill pay for the repair okay?'

He passed the paper to Namjoon but the younger quickly shook his head, opening his call log before handing the phone to Yoongi.
"You don't have to, I only wanted to have your phone number."

Yoongi nodded his head and started typing out his number, this kid must've newly came here on what Namjoon knew the regional number that Yoongi typed was for the Daegu province.

"Ka-talk?"
Namjoon asked and was replied by a nod again before the boy shoot a glance to his back; collecting his book and pen before waving at Namjoon, walking towards an old lady along with an old man that was waiting for him, they must've been his family.

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