I listen to Yoongi humming.
It's going to the song, "All Star."
I'm a bit sleepy from last night.
We both are.
It was late.
There's a slight discomfort in my operated on eye.
It's not too bad, though.
I'm so excited.
I want to finally see my soulmate.
The person who will stay by my side.
The person who comforts me when Chae's not there.
The person who cherishes me over themself.
The person who helps me.
The person who loves me.
The person I love.
The person I want to spend life with.
The person who gave me themself.
The person I gave myself to.
I feel the jerking of the car.
A sharp spike of pain.
And I fall limp.
"This isn't real."
