𝑪𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 | 𝑩𝑻𝑺 - 𝑲𝒊𝒎 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒋𝒐𝒐𝒏

Namjoon always had a way of sensing her distress, as if they were connected by an invisible thread. His presence was calm, steady-the embodiment of quiet strength. Without a word, he had once walked over and knelt beside her during one of her most vulnerable moments. His eyes were warm, filled with understanding.

"Hey," he whispered gently, his voice soft but unwavering. He handed her a tissue, his fingers brushing hers. "It's okay to cry, but don't let this moment define you. You're stronger than this, Ha-Yun."

She had looked up at him through tear-streaked lashes, her heart still heavy but slowly steadying. Namjoon always knew how to reach her when no one else could. His quiet support had wrapped around her like a lifeline, anchoring her to the present, reminding her of who she was beyond her mistakes.

"You remind me of the cerebellum, you know?" she mumbled, a faint, tear-choked laugh escaping her lips.

Namjoon raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. "The cerebellum?"

"Yeah," she sniffled, wiping her face. "It controls our motor movements, helps us keep our balance... Just like you taught me how to take control of my life and balance everything. So from now on, I'm calling you '𝓒𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪' ."

His laugh was warm, genuine, filling the room with a sense of calm she hadn't felt moments ago. "Cerebella, huh? I'll take it." He smiled, gently squeezing her shoulder. "But remember, the real control and balance? That's all inside you. I'm just here to remind you of that."

That moment had stayed with her. In the cold reality of hospital life, amidst the sterile lights, Namjoon had always been her calm, her balance.