I dread my steps as I heave sighs
to the air.Slowing down my pace, I take a
turn and sit down with my head
on it, I finally reach my seat.Fatigue washes over as I yawn
drowsily, my eyelids fall and I drift off to dream.But noises reverberate around and interupt my peaceful sleep - of cheering, laughing, shouting and screaming loudly.
Noises never affect me, how is it now?
I peek through one eye to take a glimpse of the chaotic noises.
My Hyungs.
and Sooyeon.
Joking around, having fun with each other all the time.
I stare at her slender and small figure, her tender movements and her face expressions.
She just smiles,
She is always being pushed over to anywhere, to do anything.
She has the right to decline, but she never take a use of it.
She looks impotent and frail.
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Short StoryShe wraps her arms around my neck and hides her crying face in it. "Jungkook-ah , tell your friends to stop torturing me . " "They won't. I am here." and she cries harder.