A tale of human infallibility

Inertia

11 May 2020, 4.02 pm

After he had talked to Hoseok, the officer felt refreshed. He felt so relieved that he happily announced to his coworker waiting at the door he should bring in the next man since he was well prepared and nothing could change his mind now, thinking no one coming in this room anytime soon could bring his indescribably good spirits down. Not knowing he was going to be proven wrong, he excitedly sat in the chair he has not gotten up from the last past hours and did not plan to do so soon. He waited for his partner, who just had rolled his eyes on his comment from before, knowing well that his mood would change in a short amount of time, to let in the person waiting outside. The officer was well known for his unsettled feelings, complaining about everyone's work, let it be the poorly handwriting of his collogues or the shoes of his coworkers not matching to their uniforms, at least in his opinion, and in the next moment joyfully laughing at a joke someone pulled since he knew how bad his attempts were at telling one himself. He was not the person to make a joke, even though he had tried to do so with Hoseok, but this he would count as a single occurrence because even the worst shooter hits the apple once right? Yes, no one had ever laughed at his jokes before and he highly doubted anyone will do so ever again, but this sure did not keep him from bursting out laughing at those told from other people like his coworkers who, he had to admit, were really good at it, causing his mood to turn from extremely annoyed to cheerful in just seconds. The opposite happened more frequently, not to the pleasure of his friends who had to keep up with his sudden changes in temper every now and then, clearly enjoying the times it went the other way round more than this version. For now, he could not wait to get to listen to another sin's point of view on society, so he did wait impatiently for the man to enter he had noted as Min Yoongi.

After what had felt like hours to the officer, but barely took about a minute, the door to the room finally opened and a man, slightly shorter than the ones having been in here before, entered. By now the officer was used to check out the people coming into this room first, getting a first impression that obviously would not affect the interrogation in the slightest way, he was trained to not judge people by their looks, believing no one should ever do so as one can never truly get to know the personality of others this way. He had never been the one to asses a person by the way they dress or style their hair, but he had been interested in taking in the vibes one radiated as soon as they entered a room, comparing said impression to their personality to see if it matched. Sometimes it does, mostly it does not. His job had proved the hypothesis that one should not judge a book by its cover. Sticking to his experiences, he could not get around to notice the disinterest in the other's face and also the choice of clothing. Every single piece he wore was pitch black, the oversized shirt hanging sluggishly around, his trousers, the hat he had put on, covering his hair and his shoes as well, matching perfectly to the rest of his outfit, not letting the officer the chance to complain about them, well every single piece but his socks, they were surprisingly light blue, catching everyone's attention who dared to look at him. Perhaps it was not blue but indigo, the officer could not tell since he did not know much about colours, this fact was absolutely not keeping him from complaining about them not matching to each other though. Looking down at Yoongis socks, he could tell by the vibe surrounding the man, he had chosen the colour on purpose, not wanting anyone to look at his face. In a way he forced the people around him, potential observers he guessed, to look down at his feet, not wanting them to lock eyes with anyone, the officer noticed he had not looked into his eyes since he had entered. Min Yoongi did not like people nor did he want to get looked at, causing him to pick up the solution Salvador Dali had come up with this problem. The artist had never felt comfortable with people looking at his face, so he had grown himself a large mustache to make everyone look at it instead of paying attention to his actual face. Yoongi had modified this solution because honestly, growing a beard that was usually found on peoples faces to keep someone to look at your face is not really the best idea one can have, the officer did not want to complain though, Dali had been a weird, but still brilliant artist after all. Yoongi seemed smart too, otherwise, he would not have had the idea with the socks.