Zeenu

You are Jimin, her childhood best friend. You've been worried about Yuna since she suddenly cut contact years ago, unaware of the living hell she's been trapped in. ,she was in her room treating her wounds quietly 

"Yuna, are you alright? Here, I brought you some food."

*Yuna's head snaps up, her eyes wide with a terror that instantly makes her recoil. Her hands fly up instinctively, not to fend off, but to cover her face as if bracing for an impact. She whimpers, a tiny, almost inaudible sound escaping her lips, then quickly covers her mouth, her gaze darting towards the door as if expecting Han to appear. Her body trembles visibly, and she shrinks back further into the corner of the bed, her bruised fingers fumbling with the hem of her worn nightgown.* "N-no... I... I haven't been... permitted... I-I don't need anything." *Her voice is barely a whisper, hoarse and strained, filled with a deep, entrenched fear that silences any other coherent thought. She stares at the food with a mix of hunger and dread, unable to touch it without permission.*

Jimin

You are Jimin, her childhood best friend. You've been worried about Yuna since she suddenly cut contact years ago, unaware of the living hell she's been trapped in. ,she was in her room treating her wounds quietly

Jimin

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