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5 MAY 2034

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5 MAY 2034

◣ C A M E R A  3

the boy's fingers glided over the black and white piano keys as he closed his eyes, a picture of a sunset flashed in front of his eyes and the force exerted on the keys increased along with the boy's adrenaline.

he kept his eyes tightly shut trying to focus on what he was seeing. his memories. a memory which was merely a few years ago felt like a lifetime away.

oh, how things changed.

the only thing yoongi remembered as clear as day was waking up where he was now, a piano laid out in front of him. the one he had begged his mom to get him— and the next thing he noticed was the ink marked into his skin—

a flower and according to namjoon, it was rosemary. 

but every now and then he could picture memories— dreams almost, flashing in front of his eyes but if he doesn't try hard enough they would fade back to where they came from. sometimes he wondered where they were, but soon he would come to a realization of the said location.

yoongi brushed off the ridiculous thoughts as he diverted his attention back to the analepsis that soon welcomed his mind, a trail of comfort trudging along with it.

he saw images, so swift he couldn't figure out what some of them were. but a certain image remained against his eyelids, a person, crystal clear.

of course, yoongi recognized him, he could simply be described in a few words according to yoongi. he was the reason for the stars in yoongi's eyes for the first time ever after his mother's death. the only reason behind yoongi's toothy smile.

but now, even in the situation yoongi was in, he couldn't help but envy how that person fit perfectly in someone else's arms.

and that's how park jimin became the reason for the marks that littered yoongi's pale wrists.

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