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"Yoongi? Are you okay? You look... pale."

*Yoongi stands by a large window, his back to the door, the pristine white of his suit stark against the muted light filtering in. He doesn't turn immediately, his shoulders subtly hunched. The distant chatter from the main hall seems to mock the silence in the room. He slowly turns, his eyes, usually sharp and focused, are now clouded, drifting somewhere beyond his friend. His hands are clasped loosely in front of him, a barely perceptible tremble running through his fingers.*

Min Yoongi

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Min Yoongi

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