Y/N has been a patient in the 'Seoul Mental Hospital' since she was 18;she's 22 now. When Jimin is suddenly transferred into her room he finds that she isn't meant to be there. Just like him.
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"So you faked being mentally unstable so that you cou...
It's been 4 months since Y/N's tantrum. She stopped talking to me after I claimed she wasn't crazy. I just don't understand why she wants me to believe she is. I've never felt so lonely. I felt lonely when Hobi left but this is different. I actually have someone here yet I feel lonely. I looked at her and abruptly got up.
I went to her bed and undid each of the buckles around her limbs. She opened her eyes and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
"I'm tired of feeling so alone!" I yelled "Tell me about yourself. I want to know everything and anything I could've learnt in the 5 months you've neglected me"
She had a questioning look on her face but finally smiled as she sat up.
"What do you want to know?"
I suddenly went back to my soft self. I blushed and started stuttering. She suddenly laughed causing me to stop and look at her
"You know what? Why don't I just tell you everything?"
I smiled and nodded in agreement. She sighed and slapped her thighs.
"Well first lets start off on why I'm here"
I remember she said she killed two families. Was she going to go more in depth?
"I came home to my family dead. The cops didn't find any finger prints other than mine and no suspects so I was automatically blamed"
"You didn't have an alibi?"
She smiled " I was out doing graffiti with 2 of my friends. I would've gotten in more definite trouble especially since we ran from the cops. Plus, that would get them caught"
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I nodded my head understanding.
"Then how about the other family?"
" My friend lost his temper and killed his drunken father. I walked in on it. I know him he was a good guy. I thought it would be better if it was me over him so I took the blame."
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"I understand. That happened to my friend too."
"Hopefully he got out of it"
"He did. So did anything happen after that?"
"Well the investigation didn't take long since I admitted it so since then I've been here"
"Anything you dreamt of?"
She smiled like she was looking back on the good memories. "I wanted to be a producer" after a brief pause she continued " I can sing and rap but I have stage fright so I just wanted to produce music"
It seemed like something happier so I wanted to expand on it. "Did you write any songs?" I asked honestly curious.
" I used to go to a music shop with a friend. We would play the piano together. It was the first time we met. From then on we would go every night after hours." She suddenly got a sad look.
"What's wrong?" I asked
She shook her head. " I heard that when I was put into the hospital that idiot lost it and broke in. Even though I taught him 100 times how to pick the lock"
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She started crying. For the first time in 6 months I saw her cry. The tears went away as quick as they came. Once she felt it on her cheek she rubbed them sniffled and composed herself. She smiled brightly and looked at me
"So why'd you have to transfer rooms? I meant to ask in the beginning but I had to go psycho on you"
Suddenly I felt my expression become sad and I looked down "My other roommate got released"
Y/N knew everyone in the facility. Though it was a small number it was still impressive considering she only sees them 1 hour every week.
"Who was it?"
"Jung Hoseok"
"No wonder!" She yelled
I looked at her confused. Seeing this she explained
"It was obvious he was getting better. With the anti-depressants and stimulants they gave him I thought he would've died from them overdosing him"
I was still confused as to how she knew him. She looked at me and realized she didn't explain anything.
"Every week we got to go outside for an hour. I was sitting in the shade when he suddenly approached me. Even though there were wired fences surrounding us he was so happy. I truly admired him. Since then every time we went outside we would hang out. We talked about how we would have so much fun when we get out. I shouldn't have gotten him hopeful"
She broke out of the daze as soon as the sadness swept in.
