Yoongi ran a hand through his silky black hair, releasing a long sigh.
His eyes followed Jimin, who was walking in the hallways of his school normally, greeting his friends and taking his books from his locker in an ordinary routine.
Oh, and he was ignoring him too.
"Jimin..." He muttered, a tear almost falling on his cheek, before he wiped it quickly. The bouquet in his hand was all full of different flowers, but it was nothing more than a sad, left out bouquet that couldn't be used at the right time.
Yoongi stared at himself, his eyes watery but he chuckled in the same time.
That bouquet now was a balance between the living and the dead world, it was more than important to keep the life going.
He quietly walked away, after putting a small pink envelop in Jimin's locker.
"You won't remember me, you always forget me.
But I do remember you."
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Our Sins || Yoonmin Story
Fanfiction"What did I do to deserve this??!" "Your sins" -- "What did you do to be here?" "My sins" -- "What made us meet each other?" "Our sins"
