Namjoon shuts the book and throws it across the room.
It's 10 pm, too late for him to be stressing about anything on a Saturday night, but he can't stop.
This boy needs his help.
He's dying on the inside.
But he can't, he can't find him at night, he can't believe him so quickly, and he can't get attached to a faceless name.
But he can't help it.
He lays in his bed, trying to go to sleep but is distracted by too many foggy thoughts.
But eventually he drifts off, thinking about the faceless boy who's been so close before, but has never seen.
He's come so close.
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The Diary
FanfictionNamjoon finds a abandoned diary in the courtyard of his college campus. " 'you need to stop doing that.' jin speaks up. 'what?' namjoon questions slipping his phone back in his pocket. 'defending me' " Where there's a conflict between 2 sides, Namjo...
