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the nightmares attacked
him like a flurry of bees.

every flashback stung him
with a vial full of deadly
poison.

he tugged the edges of his
gelled hair, in frustration.

"namjoon?" her musical
voice echoed through the
hallways. 'fuck' he thought.

she found him curled up
in the corner of his messy
room, clutching his head.

she wrapped her arms around
him, enveloping him in a blanket of
comfort, "shhh, it's ok"

and he cried even harder.
this time in happiness.

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