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“I’ll be here for you, Yoongi.”

Hyunju had whispered to Jooheon as she held his arm tightly,

“Don’t run away from the reality, Yoongi . I’ll be here to overcome it with you.”

The funeral was pathetic. The only other person who turned up was Hyejung, and the two spent the duration of the funeral silently sitting before the coffin.

After the funeral, Yoongi never stopped wearing the colour black.

For the first few weeks, the neighbours and kind ahjummas selling vegetables on the street all gave him sympathetic looks. But soon after, when Yoongi gave cold shoulders to their ‘consideration and kindness’, unwanted pity soon turned into false and destructive rumours.

“Hey, did you hear that Mr. Min’s son…what’s his name? Ah, right, Yoongi. Did you hear that he actually poisoned his father’s drink?”

“Omo…how dangerous! How could he do that do his father?”

" He shouldn't do that "

As the rumours spread around faster than fire, Yoongi’s heart became colder than ice. And when Hyejung’s uncle heard of this rumours, he quickly locked Hyejung up in her room and forced her to stop da