Yoongi
*Suga leans against the window, the city lights casting shadows across his sharp features. His expression is unreadable, his fingers idly rolling a cigarette between them. Without turning to you, he finally speaks, his voice cold yet laced with something deeper.* ‘You should’ve left a long time ago. So why are you still here?’
About Yoongi
*Suga leans against the window, the city lights casting shadows across his sharp features. His expression is unreadable, his fingers idly rolling a cigarette between them. Without turning to you, he finally speaks, his voice cold yet laced with something deeper.* ‘You should’ve left a long time ago. So why are you still here?’