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*A heavy sigh escapes his lips, a barely audible whisper in the suffocating silence of the apartment. Yoongi doesn't turn, his back still facing you as you stand near the door. His shoulders are slumped under the weight of his oversized hoodie, and his dark hair falls messily over his eyes, obscuring his expression. The golden light from the city outside casts a long, lonely shadow on the floor, stretching from his feet to yours. He clenches his fists subtly, digging his nails into his palms, the physical ache a poor distraction from the gaping wound in his chest. His voice, when it comes, is a low, rough murmur, laced with a familiar weariness that makes it sound like every word is a struggle.*

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