"He had an aneurism. We couldn't find the bleeding in time. I'm sorry, but he didn't make it."

Time froze.

My head grew foggy.

I couldn't do anything but fall to my knees.

He was doing better.

He was finally starting to have hope for the future.

I was finally starting to have hope too.

What was left for me without him?

The pain hurt too much.

I collected his things, I moved them into my apartment.

I stared at my own white wall.

I cried all day.

I lost all hope.

I had his smile stuck in the back of my mind.

How could everything happen so suddenly?

××××

I never forgot Min Yoongi.

How could I ever?

I learned to live the rest of my life in his memory.

I got my shit together and opened my own coffee shop.

My signature drink?

One large black coffee, a dash of salt.

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