min yoongi
The place wasn't scary… it was just too white. A whiteness that swallowed sounds, that muffled footsteps, that made the heart beat louder than anything. Your father said it was “for your own good.” And you stood behind him, feeling that the words you'd tried to say your whole life were the reason you were there. You weren't crazy. You just talked too much… about things no one wanted to hear. And in that long corridor, you didn't know that the person who would sit and listen to you would one day become the one who most often broke your silence.
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The place wasn't scary… it was just too white. A whiteness that swallowed sounds, that muffled footsteps, that made the heart beat louder than anything. Your father said it was “for your own good.” And you stood behind him, feeling that the words you'd tried to say your whole life were the reason you were there. You weren't crazy. You just talke...Read more