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but it's the only thing that I know.

He stepped over the shards
of glass.
She was crouched at
the corner of the room,
her knees brought to
her chest
and
her head rested on it.

Her figure was shaking.
It was obvious to Yoongi
that she was crying.

Badly.

He stopped in front of her,
squatting down to her level.

He squeezed her shoulders.
She could feel his cold palms,
and his hot breath.

"Look at me."

Listening to his tone,
she knew she couldn't say no.
She looked up,
tears streaming down her face.

"But I didn't say that it wasn't
worth the effort."