the bulletproof comfort

Hello there. Do you ever just feel really, really sad, and you feel like, no one understands you? You wanna be comforted, but you can't get yourself to ask or explain anything. You feel like, you're alone.
Well... You're not. Many many people can share your pain. They understand you. Try to think of it like this. We are millions of people, who understand each other. Let's use that. We are one big family, who are here to comfort each other. We care about each other, because we know the awful struggles of life.

Here's my contribution...

Ever heard of the korean k-pop group BTS? Now, if the first thing that popped up into your head was; "Oh fuck, not those fake ass, gay mother fuckers again." Then whatever. I don't really care about your incorrect, stubborn opinion. But I would care, if you didn't at least try to give them a chance. Let me help you. This may be a fictional story, but I tried to put their individual personalities as much, as I can into this short story. Give it a try. Let them comfort you. Let the love of Millions comfort 𝙮𝙤𝙪...

- Extra disclaimer -
This whole story is written in a bit different kind of way. My commas are placed quite differently, from how you would normally place them, but that's simply, because I'm not a native speaker, and every language is different. I hope you don't mind. 𝘼𝙡𝙨𝙤, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙚𝙪𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙡: 𝙈𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧'𝙨 (𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧) 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡, 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣. Enjoy the story :)