[revising] psycho | yoonmin → BOOK 1

五 | 白色 white。

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MIN YOONGI

The white hallway never seemed to end, never seemed to even have a beginning either. There were doors and doors, occasionally a nurse or two would come out and immediately bow to Dr. Kang.

Finally they stopped in front of one of the many doors and Dr. Kang ushered for Yoongi to open it. He was reluctant to even put his hand on the iron door but with the sharp, intimidating look the doctor gave him, he slide his hand around the cold metal doorknob and pushed it inwards. The sound of creaking hinges echoed into the empty room, it still had white walls and the only difference between the room Yoongi had been in and this one, was the the huge snow white sofa that was in the middle of the room.

"Yoongi?"

He saw his mother's dark figure, half sitting on the sofa, she was the only color in the room. He could tell she had been crying, her eyes red and swollen, the eyeliner makeup she had on was smeared a little in places. The one thing that seemed to pop more then anything else was her red lipstick. It hadn't been there before, she never wore lipstick and most definitely didn't wear cherry red.

"Eomma." Yoongi didn't have to speak up much, his deep yet quiet voice was heard clearly.

"Are you alright?" He watched as she slowly got up and walked to him,"I'm here to help."

"I don't need your help. How many times do I have to say that." Yoongi wanted out, he wanted to be free again, away from everything.

"We're getting you help, we're trying everything we can to find the best way for you to get better."

"Did you not here what I said?!" He lashed out again. He didn't have anymore patience, everything she said was like putting gasoline into a fire, just more fuel for it to burn.

"Yoongi." She put her hands on either side of his head and stared at him deeply, her eyebrows furrowed and she released a sigh,"You are my only son. I know you think I don't love you, but I do."

"Bullshit..." He mumbled harshly.

"You're not crazy, you're just... different."

"Different? Really?" Yoongi said sarcastically, he couldn't help but start to laugh. He was about to say more when Dr. Kang cleared his throat.

"Min Yoongi," He started getting both him and his mother's attention,"You're treatment will be starting tomorrow. Today, you will be transported to a rehab center for further analysis."

"You're sending me away?" Yoongi's eyes narrowed, looking back and forth from Dr. Kang to his mother.

"Ilsung-- I mean, Dr. Kang knows what is best for you, sweetie. He said the best doctors are there, they will take care of you and you'll be better within weeks!"

Yoongi wanted to just disappear, there was no way he would go there. Not for weeks.. not even for an hour.

"I don't need treatment. Can't you just give me some pills or something?" He rolled his eyes,"It's schizophrenia, if that's what you really think I have then I'll just ignore the hallucinations."

Dr. Kang started to chuckled, shaking his head,"That's not how it works kiddo."

Yoongi cringed at the man's language.

"So does that mean that your going to ignore this so called best friend of yours?" Dr. Kang raised an eyebrow,"Jung Hoseok was it?"

"What are you talking about." Yoongi's voice was low through his gritted teeth.

"Sweetie," His mother interrupted,"Jung Hoseok isn't enrolled in the school, there is no background information on him."