then a group of people came in and dragged me away.
"jaehyun." i whispered weakly.
i love you.
those words slipped off my lips easily as i was chucked into a van.
i knew where i was going.
back where i belong.
it's not trash, it's the asylum.as days went by, without fail i would think of you.
my jaehyun.
i hope your happy and doing well without me.
forget me and live your life jung yoonoh.
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ASYLUM | j.jh
Short Story"He brought back my sanity" warning ⚠️:if your uncomfortable with self harm please do not read this book.