[☁️] ❝ love me right . ❞
[🕊] a cute flower shop owner meets an "intimidating" tattoo parlour worker, their fates and destinies intertwine, how will their relationship turn out?
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"i have a past but i don't live there anymore." _
still five years ago, sophomore yoongi
yoongi woke up, he felt sore all over, his entire body was freezing cold. when he opened his eyes, yoongi could see the night sky.
he sat up and looked around, he seemed to be outside and it was snowing. yoongi sneezed and sniffled.
yoongi stood up and started to shiver, he looked around again, he was at some park that he sort of recognized.
he started to walk, the light layer of frost crunching quietly as he took each step, yoongi sneezed and tried to warm himself up. he walked outside the park to a narrow sidewalk which was beside a road that was completely empty.
there were no streetlights so the only source of light was the glistening moon. yoongi slowly started to walk along the sidewalk, he was still sore from some reason which he didn't remember.
yoongi shivered more and stopped walking, he felt like he was going to pass out. he was tired, cold, hungry, and sore. everything felt like hell.
yoongi looked around some more, not a single house, store, or person was around. it was as if every single person on the earth had just disappeared.
his vision started to get hazy and with every step that yoongi took, he felt dizzier and dizzier. yoongi ended up grabbing onto a tree for support, he eventually slid down the tree back onto the freezing concrete floor and just passes out.
yoongi awoke with a start, he looked around and was in a bedroom yet this bedroom did not belong to him. it was a big room with a bunch of bookshelves, a big desk, huge windows, and much more.
the bed he was currently laying down on was clearly luxury and high in brand, it had a soft and cushiony memory foam mattress, silky black sheets, and fluffy grey pillows.
"did i die and go to heaven or something?" yoongi asked himself.
yoongi slowly got up, his everything still hurt, he went over to a gigantic mirror at the left side and lifted his shirt to reveal his pale bony stomach which had bruises of different sizes and shaped scattered throughout.
he touched one of them and winced, yoongi took off his shirt and saw more bruises along his arms. there was an obvious circular burn mark on his neck which was still pretty fresh.
yoongi thought about how he got these bruises. he closed his eyes and dug deep throughout his brain to try and remember what happened.
