Enchanted | Min Yoongi

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"You would have seen me as Suga, and not Min Yoongi."

Eunbyeol's eyes held sympathy for him.

She laughed a little.

"It's funny that we think so low of ourselves, when I'm sure that I keep you on a pedestal."

She thought so highly of him?

He didn't deserve that.

He didn't deserve this blossoming friendship.

She was such a wonderful woman.

"And you showed me 'Min Yoongi' these past few weeks. You were you. And I thought of returning the favour. That was all of me, Yoongi-sshi."

Yoongi knew that. She had never put up a facade during their numerous exchanges.

Every text of hers, every greeting, oozed with a genuineness Yoongi could decipher easily.

When she sent him her piano covers, or responded to his song lyrics, she never once did it to please him.

She genuinely wanted a good feedback. And she responded to him with the same.

She saw him as Min Yoongi. And she showed him a glimpse Lee Eunbyeol.