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Stigma || Kim Namjoon

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•Soo Yun•

I've been in this damn place for about 4 years now. I really hate it here. Of course, no one likes prison, but everyone here acts like it's no big deal.
I spend my days doing chores, hearing prisoners talk about me, eat, and go to sleep.
At first, I was scared more like prettified. I'm here in this cell with 9 other prisoners.
Usually, Namjoon would always be there for me to protect me. That's why I felt secure and safe with him.
At first, anyone could tell I'm weak and scared. Then, as I saw everyone looking at me up and down, I knew I had to act tough so they won't dare to come near me.
To be honest, I'm still terrified, but I have to keep acting like I'm not and that I'm strong.


'Hey you.' Hwa Young calls me. I ignore her and turn around facing the wall. I'm laying in my bed.
'Why are you ignoring me, huh?' She asks. I don't reply. 'Ya!' She yells and kicks my bed.
'What the hell do you want now?' I ask her furiously as I sit up straight.
'Go do my chores, so I'll let you be.' 'Fuck off.' I say.
'Why? You don't want to? I'll let your life here be a living hell you. You're nothing but a useless piece of trash and your boyfriend only uses you because you're worthless anyways." She says.
I stand up ready to fight her. 'What did you say?!' I yell at her. She was taken back for a moment then says 'You heard me.'
'Hey! Hey! Hey! Break it up you two!' The police guard says as he hits his baton on the metal door.

'Soo Yun! Bring your things and come here! I'll teach you a lesson!" He says. I grab my things and walk towards the door.
'Now follow me.' He says and I follow him.
I really wanted to teach that bitch a lesson. How dare she say something about Namjoon?!
Oh god, I miss Namjoon so much. I think about him literally all the time. He's always on my mind. I wonder if he's alright.
I know where I'm heading. They're sending me to a single cell to stay by myself. The call it a punishment but to me it's better than staying with those disgusting people but they're walking me through a different door which I've never seen before.

'Hey guys! It's the pretty girl!' I hear a man say and almost everyone runs towards the bars of their cells. It catches me off guard! I'm at the men's prison? The prisoners start whistling and saying things I ignore.
I keep walking behind the police guard until something catches my eyes. I stop walking as I see a man sitting down writing.

He looks up at me. 'Namjoon!' I yell as I try to run towards the bars of the cell. The police guard grabs my hand and tries to drag me away.
'Soo Yun!' Namjoon runs towards the bars and extends his arm out between the bars.
Our fingers are only a centimeter away from touching. The police guard keeps pulling me and Namjoon screams as he tries to squeeze his head between two bars
'Soo Yun! Hang in there! We'll get through this just wait! I won't break our promises! I love you!'
'I won't too! I love you too! Take care of yourself!' I yell back as I'm being dragged away.
I didn't care who heard or saw us. I'm just glad that I got to see Namjoon because I've been so worried about him.
'Soo Yun. Now get inside.' The police guard commands me. I did what he says.

He locks the door and leaves. I start to cry. I'm happy that I saw him but I'm sad because I couldn't hold him or touch him. He looked tired and that hurts me.
There are only two cells between us but it seems that he's still far away from me.
What is the sin that we have committed for us to be here?

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