I looked around the room while stroking Yoongi's hair. I saw the boy who talked to me earlier. He was watching Yoongi's every move and watching my hand. I smiled slightly at him. He turned his face away from me and looked at the wall. I asked Yoongi if he could release me for a bit and walked over to the boy. I looked at him in the eye. He looked down at me with a straight face. I pushed a small amount of hair back from my face. I felt something weird. I pull my hand back from my face and an illusion of blood was on my hand. I stared at my hand for a bit. The boy noticed my discomfort and lifted my face to look at him. "Don't look at it. It'll go away. It's your mind playing tricks on you." He looked me in the eye. His hand was still under my chin. He moved his hand until it was on my cheek and wiped away a tear I didn't know was there. He smiled slightly. "It's okay. I promise. When I said we were alike, I meant it. I am just like you...you are just like me. But we have our differences, little angel.
