since jackson has dropped him off 3 days ago, nothing special happened in Namjoon's life. he figured he was safe for another 4 days before jackson came knocking down his door.
10pm
the perfect time to go to the park. slightly chilly, but not so cold; some light in the sky, but not enough that he couldn't see the stars. he found himself reflecting on his life, or what it had been.
the doctors had let him go with meds in hand, but he felt like he had taken nothing away from them. they couldn't cure him by performing a surgery, no, he had to get through it himself.
despite everything, i feel like i'm doing an okay job...
right?
