loosing you; m.y.g

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soo min's point of view.

i talked a bit to all of them, they looked like nice & humble people which they were.

later, i took my drawing book as i walked outside of the building for sometime.

actually just to find him.

i walked around, when i saw a figure at the back of a tree.

he had a book & a pen in his hand & he looked like he was writing something. i went a bit close, just to get a better look of him.

once i was close to him, i glanced at his notebook.

he was writing poems.

'um, hello?' i said.

'oh fuck! you scared me to death' he yelled as he placed his palm on his chest & sighed.

when he realized i looked at his notebook, he shut it really quick & looked the other side.

'don't scare me like that, especially when i'm doing something' he said.

'i'm really sorry' i said, & gave an apologetic bow, truth be told, i was scared.

he stood up & made his way forward into the building.

i really wanted to talk to him, so i spoke up.

'um, yoongi do you want to go for a little walk?' i lied even though i hated walking.

'oh, & i'm sorry again' i said.

he looked down at his notebook, & i guessed, he was thinking about it for a second.

'alright' he said, just his voice made my heart flutter.

'oh, & just call me suga, its my nickname i prefer it more than yoongi'

'um okay' i softly chuckled as i walked forward signaling him to catch up.

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we walked in the grassy field, as i broke this awkward silence moving around us.

'so, um suga what were you writing when i saw you?'

i was curious if he was actually writing poems or was he just doodling around because of boredom.

'um, i usually don't tell many about it, but well i write poems' he looked down as if he was shy or embarrassed.

'cool' i said, to make him feel better.

'how long have you been here?' i question.

'it's been 2 years.' he spoke softly.

'why are you here though?'

i mentally cursed at myself for saying that, obviously that would hurt him, & probably bring back some of his memories which he never wanted to remember.

'you don't need to answe-'

'i was abandoned by my parents when i was born' he quickly said, as i kept silent listening.

'i was sent to this orphanage, where i grew up, & later i was sent here because they though i was weird & had an issue, basically they thought i was mental, because i was short tempered & sad all the time'

it took me a while to digest everything he had said, it was sad after all, the fact that he didn't have parents just reminded me of the accident my dad and brother fell into, when i was 9.

'i'm sorry, for asking.' i said.

'it's okay' he spoke.

'at the end, it's just best to forget the past' he added.

suga wasn't that quiet at all, compared to when i saw him the first time today morning.

we talked a bit more about our lives when he stopped & asked me my story.

'so, how did you end up here?' he questioned.

'um, long story short, i hated school' i blurted.

the past just filled my mind all of a sudden.

flashback 2 years ago.

soo min's point of view.

i was locked, & i couldn't escape they were 4 & i was just one.

'what do we do with this bitch?' one said & kicked me right on my stomach.

they pulled my hair & dumped my face into the toilet seat.

i was beaten & they pushed me against the door knob really hard as i started bleeding.

end of flashback.

i felt dizzy & light headed & suddenly i fell onto the ground.

i heard was the sound of suga.

'soo min-ah?' was the last thing i heard until i closed my eyes.

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