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the tiny note was tucked under a small pillow. little wet patches covered the paper and the ink was smudged.

it fluttered to the ground as the boys ran out the room.

police sirens were heard. it echoed throughout the street that was filled with police cars and ambulances.

the blue and red lights were blinding. "stop! let me go!" the young man yelled out, struggling.

yellow caution tape surrounded a mysterious figure, who lied on the cold concrete with crimson red splotches of blood surrounding him. "fucking let me go!"

there were cameras were flashing. "hyung?! hyung! don't leave, please!"

"you're a fucking liar, you know that min yoongi?!"

"move out of the way, i need to see him!"

"you said you wouldn't leave."

the stars were still twinkling that night.





"min yoongi's death has been ruled a suicide."

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