
*tock..
Geck...
Tok*title*....
"Nona? It's me, Jimin, can you open the door?" jimin.
His voice echoed in the dark room without any lighting.
The room painted predominantly black and white also smells of fresh mint, room full of broken glass from the mirror at the end of the room also framed photos of the face of a happy smiling couple.
"Noona, open the door... "
Tok tok...
"Noona... I'm going for a while Noona's food runs out, Noona if she wants breakfast food in the kitchen"
Jimin's voice grew more and more lost as the footsteps walked away from the room whose door was written "Genius Room".
Yeah, Jihan's in Yoongi's private room.
Beloved studio of the fiancee.
... former Fiancee.
"Yoongi-ya~, It's been a year do you still want to punish me Yoongi? hiks Yoon Bogoshipo~ hiks hiks"
A year has passed since the incident, every day that jihan passed like hell.
Because of his depression and self-harm, his parents and Jimin take him forcibly to a psychiatrist every week.
Doing things that are very useless and even aggravate the situation.
Making Jihan who instead of getting healed, even had to be admitted to the mental hospital because of frequent relapses.
(I mean treated during a relapse!).
Jihan then locked herself in her room or Yoongi's studio for months and just went out to eat, returned to her room to take a bath, and went to some places she often visited with Yoon-gi.
Sobs echoed in the dark room smelling of rancid.
Almost the entire floor of Yoongi's distudio was washed away by the dried red liquid, although some still flowed freely from Jihan's wrists until fresh red liquid flowed back down the floor.
Unorganized disheveled hair, black clothes with black hotpants full of blood in disguise, Traces of tears cheeked up by the drape, Red eyes because they cry too often and the hand that still holds the shards tightly makes new wounds in the hand deeper from time to time.
If Jimin sees her he's sure Jimin will drag her back to the place to be treated again.
Ah, can I tell you if she's really that sick?
More like a sick person who lost his medicine.
*tap...
Taps...
Cklek*bb*...
Jihan opened the door of Yoongi's studio, which she had previously locked from the inside, limped and almost fell into her room.
Their room, which he used to occupy together with his Yoonginya.
Ccleks...
Jihan enters the bathroom, finishes her morning routine and wears Yoon-gi's all-black outfit.
Letting go of both hands without help and treatment, and walking without wearing thick clothes.
Walking out of the house is greeted with cold air that can even freeze the entire body quickly.
But as if numb, Jihan kept walking with a blank look down the road that she had been on lately for a full year without feeling cold.
The blood flow in his injured hand had even stopped due to the cold temperature around him and he did not even feel anything even if he just walked by wearing a thin black Sweater and torn Pants which all looked oversized with his body is getting thinner.
Very unsuitable and striking when worn during Winter.
\_***REST IN PEACE SEOUL KOREA\_
\_Seoul ash storage***\_
Large nameplate with hangul letters also English plastered at the entrance.
Jihan walked in with a completely blank look, ignoring the few people guarding the entrance looking at her pityfully.
Even so often he was there they memorized who would be visited by him.
"*Yoongi-yeah, annyeong"
"Yoongi today on November 4th, what day are you missing today?"
"I'm kangen*... "