By the strands of Your Hair

Visions

You looked at the sappy balls of rice plopped onto the plastic white plates ready to serve. The tasteless rice,a lonely blob on the plate,no companions.

Yuuk.

As your coworker handed you the tablets to mash up and mix into the rice,you forced a smile at her.

As she made her way out,you dumped every single body-modifying,tic-tac looking pill down the sink and replaced it with sugar.

It was all you could've done for them within the walls of this hell hole,

Their hell hole.

They were grateful for your little efforts in making their lives as comfortable as possible in this place. They liked it when you put sugar in their rice,therefore,

It became the norm.

You placed each plate on a tray station with wheels and wheeled them out to the six innocent looking boys waiting impatiently at a table.

You looked at them as all their faces lit up,even Yoongi's as you mouthed to them that you put sugar in their rice again.

They were all so precious,clad in their all white hospital outfits.

The only group of men who could pull off mental unstableness and make it their bitch.

You watched as they dug into the rice as though it were their last meal till God knows when.

Namjoon's eyes would go wide as he'd bite into the rice ball,like a child eating cake for the first time.

That would always make you laugh.

There were many times where you'd wonder,how come they all adapted to this daily routine,not giving a care in the world.

Maybe it was because they weren't alone,

They had each other.

You shook yourself out of your thoughts as you went on to serve the other patients in the hall.

As you bent down to put a plate of rice on one of the tables,you felt it again.

The 'bad omen' feeling, your stomach now, to the bottom of your shoe. Your vision, a little cloudy.

Everything was in slow motion,as though time had stopped for a moment. You looked over at the six boys.

Wtf is going on!!!!

They were all like dogs suffering from rabies,

Their hair standing up as though they were electrocuted. Froth dripping from their lips like an over flown bubble bath.

Their eyes,a plain absence of the pupil.

You saw them clawing at the nurses who tried aimlessly to calm them down. Their teeth were sharp and pointy,you saw it growing out from their gums causing them to bleed.

Oooouuch

As you took a step forward towards them, your vision glitched and so did their aura.

This time you saw them, their hair straight and combed over their foreheads in nice neat bowl cuts. Their eyes plain white as they all sat neatly at the table.

Not a single peep was heard.

They were just sitting still like statues at a museum.

You blinked hard,wiping your eyes 

Your heart beat quickened as it began to punch against your rib cage.

Something's about to happen.

As you try to come back to your senses,an ear shattering scream rung throughout the entire asylum,the sound's source coming from the front yard. Tearing you away from your delusions and giving you goose bumps.
 
His scream,so distinct almost recognizable.

I've heard it before but where?

You ran towards the gates,the gravel rolling beneath your shoes.

You felt your body heating up as you froze in your tracks,looking at the scene playing out before you.

Four of the male workers,attempting to hold down someone, his clothes won't of the asylum's so you knew he was a new arrival.

His teeth were clenched as his jet black hair flung to and fro in front of his face,blocking his features from your view. His muscles remained taut as he flung his legs off of the ground trying desperately to lose the hold of the nurses.

As you stood in your place,frozen like a deer hit by the rays of headlights,another noise polluting scream rung out.

This time, a sound of

Defeat.

The nurses had stuck a needle into his thigh almost immediately calming him down. He threw his head back as his bangs fell, beautifully framing his clear,yellow-toned face. His mouth, slightly parted showing a little peek of his bunny teeth as he awed in pain.

You recognized him all too well, but you never thought he existed in this life,only the ones in your slumber.

Your features soften as a thick tear slid down your face. Your voice,a tone only you can hear,

"O-o-oppa?"

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