CRAZY⇾namgi

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Min Yoongi stalked through the corridor glancing behind him every few seconds. His hands chained, along with his legs making a metal scratching noise every time he took a step. His white hair was slowly fading into its original color which was black and his orange jumpsuit didn't suit him either. He made a promise to himself that he would never wear orange again after he got out. 12 months. 12 months and he'd be out of this building. The walls that shined a bright white Under the neon fluorescent lights burning into his skin like hot knife. Everything was white except his clothes. Though it was especially white in the isolation rooms he'd go there often for picking fights with other inmates. Though he had a great lawyer to get him out of most trouble making sure to keep his symptoms down as low as humanly possible though with Yoongis attitude it has been proven to be quite the struggle. He had two guards following him bringing him to the warden. He didn't know why, he hadn't gotten into any fights this week, though it was only Tuesday. Walking and he took a seat, of course he saw the warden but one other person who was quite new to him and he knew everyone. It was almost refreshing.

"Nice to see you Min." The warden also known as Bang said coldly. Pointing to an empty chair motioning for the younger to take a seat.
"You as well Bang." The much older side, he didn't like it when the M8 would call him by his name or any inmate for that matter. He should be called Warden which of course everyone else had called him except for yoongi. Said male smiled knowingly before Bang spoke again. Ignoring the youngers Blatant disrespect.
"Your lawyers are really trying to get you out of here and onto the streets, for some reason." Bang said almost Whispering the last part. Somehow it was like the kid had an endless amount of money. Almost as if someone was paying him or supporting him in some way but bang dismissed the idea. Sure he found a shady but his prison was almost over run with new inmates. He could do with less of them and Yoongi was a troubling one. The less like him this more with other things here will go. No one actually knew why he was here, he didn't tell anyone, not even the inmates though he didn't have much friends here. Even bang wasn't given a report on him just how long he'd be staying in that he could be violent. That fact did show, the kid probably had a bad childhood, but from how smart yoongi actually was it didn't make sense. Not at all.
"What do you mean?" Yoongi asked glancing over at the seemingly older male that he didn't recognize. He seemed, too happy probably another do-gooder hoping to redirect him into being a decent human, but many have tried and none have succeeded. He had on a break baby blue sweater though ugly it was a nice change from the blinding orange he had been forced to put on. His face wasn't that bad. A 6 out of 10, maybe. He didn't have much of a jawline but he had wide shoulders and that seem to make things a little better.
"This fine gentleman right here is going to give you another shot, requesting by your upstanding lawyers. I'm sure he'd like to explain the rest..." Bang trailed off looking towards the new coming male. He could only hope that he would take Yoongi and not bring him back.

"Yes, so I am from Euphoria's Mental Hospital and I have been contacted by your lawyers to see if I can get your sentence reduced a bit and I have the perfect solution. To both our problems really. You see you want less of a sentence or, at least to get out of here for a bit and we are short-staffed. We need extra hands and of course for free would be better. Basically what you'll be doing is helping out with the mentally Disturbed, socializing them mostly but you'll be assigned to someone in particular that we've been having trouble with. I'm sure you'll get along great." The man said a smile plastered over his face. Yoongi couldn't tell if it was fake or not but he sure didn't trust it. He didn't like the idea either. Helping a bunch of crazy kids just because this Nut Job couldn't do his own job . Yoongi internally sighed but kept it in because he wanted to get out he didn't care what he had to do he just couldn't spend a whole year here.
"Sounds like a bunch of fun, who am I going to help?" Yoongi asked sarcastically trying his best to act nice towards the new guy, whom he didn't get the name of.
"We'll talk about that once we get there. Sorry by the way my name is Kim Seokjin."
"Nice to meet you, Im Min Yoongi." Yoongi said as he shook his hand.

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