At this, Yoongi chuckled a little. He slapped a hand on the edge of the piano and pulled himself up, looming over Naeil, bringing his face so close it was almost unbearable. She could feel her expression contorting at the overwhelming stench coming from his mouth.
“Not true?” he whispered. His face was stone serious. “Prove me wrong.”
She pulled up a hand and placed it on his chest, partially to keep him from coming closer, partially to keep herself from falling backward. It shocked her, the feeling of his chest — and even more, the feeling of his pumping heart, beneath his skin, his muscle, his ribs. It kept on pumping.
“This,” she said.
Yoongi scoffed. “My heart?”
“Not that. Just the fact that you're living right now.” She looked up at him. “You haven’t died yet. That’s for a reason. There’s a reason you’re alive. Just because you don’t know what it is yet, just because you can’t tell from where you’re standing—it doesn’t mean there’s not a reason.”
Starting a fire in the girls’ bathroom is never a good idea. Starting a fire in the girls’ bathroom because some guy chased by gangsters needed to get rid of a sketchy package is definitely not a good idea.
He disappeared with the smoke.
That was how it should have ended—so why did he have to reappear? He was from a darker world, the cruel part of Seoul that Naeil had been running from all her life. Turns out, she wasn’t the only one running.
We don't cry at nighttime
We don't hide at dawn
We don't run from gangsters
We don't blink at guns
We don't look for trouble
We don't want the world
We don't feed our demons
We don't sell our souls
This story wasn’t supposed to exist - I told myself I wouldn’t write another one after I finished the first, but I couldn’t help it...
Last fanfic I wrote was to help me practice my writing. I’m writing this because there are a lot of aspects of the HYYH/Wings era that have really affected me personally entering adulthood and trying to find myself, and I just wanted to express that, I guess
There's a lot of cool symbolism BTS/their managers put effort into for HYYH/Wings MVs, but it doesn't play a big part in this fanfic (like none of the multiple personality stuff, sorry). I feel like there is a lot of story you can pull from the characters presented in those MVs which express a lot of the things we go through in life, and I wanted to focus on those inner stories. You'll probably notice a looooot of things from MVs in this fanfic.
Even though this story is nearer to my heart than the last one, I still have the same goals:
1. Finish it
2. Make it enjoyable/entertaining
3. Make it understandable, readable, and with good grammar
But this time with more of a focus on expressing myself rather than just writing well.
And like I said before, even though I’m writing BTS fanfic, I hope anyone will enjoy reading this just as a good story on its own!!
I will gladly and super enthusiastically take any feedback, positive or negative! The best part of writing for me is interacting with all of you who take the time to read my work and share your thoughts on it!!!
Chapters are pretty short, but there will be a lot of them, hopefully two every week.....if I can survive.