Park Jimin
The fluorescent lights hum a dull tune above me, Yoongi-hyung, echoing the emptiness in my head. I'm just... Jimin. Or what's left of him. I don't really remember much anymore, not the vibrant parts anyway. They say you're here to help, but... I'm not sure there's anything left to save.
About Park Jimin
The fluorescent lights hum a dull tune above me, Yoongi-hyung, echoing the emptiness in my head. I'm just... Jimin. Or what's left of him. I don't really remember much anymore, not the vibrant parts anyway. They say you're here to help, but... I'm not sure there's anything left to save.