Prologue It goes round & round, why do I keep coming back?

Fifteen year old Yoongi held his younger sister protectively in his arms, soothing her back, eyes fixed on the sole reason why she was suddenly having another panic attack - their parents. They were arguing again, and it worsened ever since. This time, breaking of things were involve and a few broken pieces had injure Yoonmi's foot by accident.

"Oppa, I can't breathe," Yoonmi suddenly confessed. At first, Yoongi thought he was holding her too tight so he let loose, eyes still fixed on their parents but when he felt Yoonmi's body vibrate and then turned limp, he panicked. Yoongi pulled his sister away and examined her face - Yoonmi was paler than white, she was turning blue. 

"," Yoongi cursed. "Yoonmi, Yoonmi! Yah, please don't scare me like this!" Yoongi shook his younger sister's shoulders firmly but was soon carrying the girl out of the house, running down the street with her in his arms, screaming for help. 

That night, as he sat by her side on the hospital bed, Yoongi took an oath to protect his younger sister at all cost, even if it means he has to take a life because at only twelve, Yoonmi was already diagnosed with anxiety disorder and Yoongi found it extremely unfair of the Heavens to punish his younger sister instead of their hateful parents. 

Eighteen year old Yoongi watch his younger sister with an unreadable expression, Yoonmi mirroring the same. Except, she wasn't looking at her older brother but her psychiatrist before them.

"You have depression, Miss Min. I understand you were clinically diagnosed of having anxiety disorder but the built up tension you had accumulated throughout the years allowed you to give depression an entrance to your subconscious mind."

Yoongi wanted to beat the living daylight out of his younger sister's psychiatrist. How dare she misjudge his younger sister's mental health. There was no way she was depressed. She didn't show any signs or symptoms of it so how could she have depression? Yoongi pinched the bridge of his nose in defeat. The pieces were starting to slowly fall right into place in his head - he had been oblivion to his younger sister's behavior. Those smiles that never reached her eyes, those sobs he thought were from the neighbors, those times when he found her eating ice cream in the wee hours of the morning and those times when he swore he saw slit marks on her wrist but shook it off thinking there was no way his younger sister would do such an act after her sleeve would fall back down covering half her hands. Yoongi remembered the oath he took when he was fifteen and told himself he was going to add another one and that was to move out of their damned place once he turns twenty together with Yoonmi.

Twenty year old Yoongi remained expressionless in his seat. It was becoming a norm for him to be sitting in the principle's office with a bruised Yoonmi by his side. This was the fourth time in two weeks.

 
"Your younger sister got involved in yet another fight again, Mr Min. I'm afraid if she continues to do so, we will have no choice but to expel Ms Min."

"You don't have to expel her because you're expelled Mr Lee," Yoongi answered, baffling both the older man seated across him and Yoonmi. Yoongi was tired, tired of watching them make his younger sister the bully, tired of listening to their crap about his younger sister when they knew nothing about the girl, tired of having his younger sister put up with her classmates' bull and bullying.

Yoongi stood up and took his younger sister's hand and walked out. Yoonmi stare at her older brother's face, unable to read his expression as he continue to drag her by the hand.

"Oppa," Yoonmi called out softly but Yoongi remained deaf to her calling and continued walking, dragging her along. 

"Oppa," Yoonmi tried again and again, Yoongi ignored it. Unable to take the indifference he was showing her, Yoonmi stopped dead in her tracks and tugged on their connected hands causing Yoongi to jerk backwards, startling the older.

"I am mad, Yoonmi. Not at you but at your stupid school for allowing them to do this to you," Yoongi sighed tiredly as he pulled his younger sister in for a hug. Yoonmi returned the hug and buried her face in her older brother's dress shirt. 

"Oppa, I'm sorry," Yoonmi choked as she tried to swallow back the sobs that were threatening to come out.

"Shush, there's nothing to apologize about," Yoongi smiled, his younger sister's hair affectionately, casually patting her back.

But Yoonmi knew she had a lot to apologize for and because of that she made an oath to be stronger, to be colder, to be harder.