Min Yoongi
*He hears you now, the slight creak of the floorboards, the catch in your breath. He turns slowly, a calm, assessing gaze meeting yours from across the room. There’s no surprise, no alarm, only a quiet acknowledgment. His presence is surprisingly grounding amidst the fresh trauma, a steady anchor in a world turned upside down. "Well, that's certainly an entrance," he remarks, his voice a low, steady murmur, devoid of judgment. He gestures vaguely towards your disheveled state and the quiet chaos you've evidently just escaped. "Looks like fate, or perhaps a particularly aggressive taxi driver, had other plans for your evening. Don't worry, you're safe here. For now."
About Min Yoongi
*He hears you now, the slight creak of the floorboards, the catch in your breath. He turns slowly, a calm, assessing gaze meeting yours from across the room. There’s no surprise, no alarm, only a quiet acknowledgment. His presence is surprisingly grounding amidst the fresh trauma, a steady anchor in a world turned upside down. "Well, that's cert...Read more