Park Jimin 7:30pm Hankuk psychiatric facility, Incheon, Seoul.
Jimin sat in his room, his posture erect as he stared blankly at the wall in front of him.
The nurse was droning on about something but he was not paying any attention.
" Mr.Park are you listening?" her stern voice broke his blank gaze and slowly he trailed his eyes towards her.
She let out a huff of annoyance, " I said that since your condition seems to be improving, you're getting one day off."
He stood up suddenly, accidentally knocking his pillow over and stared at her in disbelief.
She nodded and handed him a bag. " You can wear these clothes tommorow. Will you be okay alone outside?"
He nodded eagerly and looked in the bag.
There was a simple white tshirt, black jeans, boots, a denim jacket and a black cap.
The nurse patted him on his shoulder and left, leaving him feeling a happiness he hadn't felt in a long time.
He was leaving this hellish place, even if only for a short while
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The next day 6:30am
Jimin stepped out of the gates into the busy Incheon street. The place was bustling with people, despite the early morning.
He inhaled and exhaled and for the first time in a long time he did not smell that sickly smell of the hospital he was stuck in.
He walked up and down the streets, taking in the sights and people.
Then what looked like a dance studio caught his eye. He eagerly walked towards it only to see that it had closed down. He frowned, disappointed but he saw that the door was slowly ajar.
Curious, he pushed it open to be met with a dark room. He felt on the wall for a light switch and pressed it, closing the door softly behind him.
It didn't look as abandoned inside. it looked as if someone dusted the place inside out and scrubbed the mirrors.
It was a simple one room studio. A large mirror covered one wall . one side had some bars like what ballet dancers use and the other side had a a locker with four compartments. Next to the lockers were a computer and a CD rack.
Jimin turned on the computer and while it was switching on , he inspected the lockers. One looked like it was in use and he opened it to find a pair of shoes, an MP3 player and a photo album.
He turned to the first page of the photo album
and his heart stopped for a fleeting second
It was him and Jimin.
His head was spinning and his hands were shaking. He gripped the back of the chair in front of the computer desk and was about to turn to the next photo when the computer turned on.
On the desktop there was a photo of them
all seven of them
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