the last | yoonmin

8

{Yoongi's POV}

"At times I'm scared of myself too."

Stuck.

Trapped.

Lonely.

And, I'm crazy.

Trapped inside a room with no sunlight.

I couldn't see the outside world.

That just made me even crazier.

This mental hospital isn't just helping me.

It's making me insane.

How could anybody survive through this?

Psh, all I see is dead bodies in these cells.

My room or should I call cell, was small but much bigger than anybody else.

I was considered normal in this place but I'll get insane when I live here much longer.

I've been isolated for weeks now.

Living my life daily wasn't a problem for me.

But it was for my mind.

Some random moment I would act crazy and screaming,"let me out."

Once in a while, I would get tested in this white room.

I failed the test and got stuck in the cell for 2 more weeks.

Loneliness conquered me.

I missed enjoying the sunlight.

I missed my music.

I missed...Jimin.

He was the only person that comforts me even though he made me trapped in here.

_________

The next day, a doctor informed me that someone had visited me.

Rarely, none of the patients in here would get visitors.

Surprisingly, I was the first patient to get "a" visitor.

I got up from rusty bed and walked towards the doctor.

I finally stepped outside the hall, it was refreshing to be at least open and roam around the mental hospital.

We past several cells filled with crazy people, muttering to them self.

Until I saw someone, that broke my heart.

I froze and stood in shock.

"What are you standing there for?"the doctor asked.

I looked at the person whose back was turned.

He really looked familiar.