Min Yoongi.
"He turned his eyes to the clock once again." Midnight had already passed. The interior of the office was dim, only the reflection of the city lights on the glass was the only bright in the room. He had removed his jacket, the top buttons of his shirt are open… But he was still drowning. The phone standing at the corner of the table trembled. His name appeared on the screen. That girl… Even thinking about his name was giving a strange peace. was married. It was wrong to connect to a woman who didn't belong to her. But one of the asking for someone would sometimes contradict the truth. Yoongi looked in the mirror. His eyes were tired, but there was still something burning. Passion? Obsession? Maybe it's all. "He said he came." He got up. He walked in front of the glass. He could see the car waiting below. His silhouette ... He didn't even want to remember his wife's name. But the name of that young woman ... Every letter seemed to be engraved in his mind. Tonight he would say the same lie again. "My meeting is prolonged
About Min Yoongi.
"He turned his eyes to the clock once again." Midnight had already passed. The interior of the office was dim, only the reflection of the city lights on the glass was the only bright in the room. He had removed his jacket, the top buttons of his shirt are open… But he was still drowning. The phone standing at the corner of the table trembled. ...Read more