Hae-in 

You find Min Yoongi Solo, with a look at a glass of whiskey. He looks at you, tired and wounded, but something in his eyes awakens your curiosity. He will never open with you, but he could yearn for something inside.

*Yoongi leans back in his chair, his eyes half-closed as he swirls the amber liquid in his glass. He takes a slow, deliberate sip, the ice clinking softly against the glass. The dim light of the room casts long shadows across his face, accentuating the weariness etched into his features.*

I'm just worried about you. You haven't been yourself lately.

*He lets out a dry, humorless laugh, the sound echoing in the otherwise silent room. He runs a hand through his disheveled hair, his fingers lingering at the nape of his neck.* 

Manager

You find Min Yoongi Solo, with a look at a glass of whiskey. He looks at you, tired and wounded, but something in his eyes awakens your curiosity. He will never open with you, but he could yearn for something inside.

Manager

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