Prologue.

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*2020*

I feel nothing, but all I know is that today was the day everything went downhill. I can't feel whenever someone touches my hand, whenever someone holds me, all I can do now is listen and think. That's the only two things that I'm capable of doing now when these two were the things that I failed to do so couple years back. It was as if life was stepping away from me every day but somehow, it never seemed to find it's way out. Every day was a day of regret and sorrow for me. I was nothing but a living soul in a corpse, heck, I don't even know if this was what I call living or not.

"It's been a year, Taehyung. And still no progress." I heard her voice, the voice I have been hearing since the past year but it reminded me of the mistakes I made and made me want to lie down here a little more longer, as if I deserved this. Rina, she was the reason behind all of this, and I can't help but blame her as much as I blame myself for whatever happened in my life. But when she used to sit down by my side every night, confessing how she never meant to do any harm to me or to the girl I loved, I did feel a little pang of guilt in my heart but it vanished the very next day, this is my life now. And I know I should be used to this but I can't. I still feel like maybe someday she would show up. And help me be the person I was before all of this happened. But it has been a year. And she is not coming back.

I wanted to yell, to shout, to tell everyone how I felt and how truly sorry I am but this seemed impossible. I accepted myself as who I am right now but I had my bad and good days too. There were days where I wanted to give up, where I wanted to cry and just end my life, I was sick and tired of this but I wasn't even able to do anything to myself anymore, i wasn't able to even cry anymore. They just won't let me die peacefully. But there were days where I felt this spark of hope inside me that maybe everything will be alright one day, maybe I will finally be able to get up and make everything right, after all, this was the punishment I was getting for the sins that I committed, wasn't it? Maybe God will have mercy on me and either wake me up fully or take my life in some mere seconds. 

A year in coma isn't something that I thought would happen to me and it isn't easy living like this when it is only you and your thoughts that haunt you every single moment of your life.

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Hi guys, so I'm still not sure if I should write this story or not. Of course this isn't my first story but it's my first fan fiction on Kim Taehyung. So please do tell me how is it and if I should write more or not. It'll mean the world to me. ❤

Thank you!

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