letters to you。「yoonmin」{COMPLETED} (#wattys2018)

oo67。

day sixty six:

How could I be so wrong? Did he know who I was? There was no way in hell. I'm an off-the-walls person.

Everyone knows that, isn't that why everyone left me? Or were they all fake? My old friends? My mom? Yoongi... I mean, my doctor's, grandma? I know for a fact Taehyung is real.

But what about everyone else? I couldn't depict reality from fiction and it's the worst possible feeling ever.

Knock. Knock.

"Can I come in?"

That same voice haunting me now, not just in my imagination.

Min Yoongi walked through the door and propped himself on a stool.

"How are you feeling, Jimin?" He asked, holding a clipboard and pen. I'm assuming to jot down notes about me.

I broke.

"How am I doing? How am I fucking doing?!? Thats all you have to say Yoongi! Goddamit! I was fucking in love with you! Im still fucking in love with you! Or whoever you are.. were! So how am I doing? I'm fucking breaking! You don't even know me, but I sure as hell know you! Jesus Christ, this place is a fucking joke!"

I was now balling my fists around his jacket, crying for life.

And he simply just wrapped his arms around me, soothing me.

It felt like the good ol' days... if they were even real.

。。。

yo girl figured out the end and its shitty but