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Stigma || Kim Namjoon

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Soo Yun... I'm sorry..
I just came back to my cell.
As soon as I walked in I grabbed the paper and the pen.
I got into a fight.
I was outside in the yard.
I was sitting down by myself as always staring into space thinking about you.
A group of prisoners were sitting close to me. Maybe 5 or 6 meters away but I was able to hear most of their conversation even though I didn't want to know.
One of them said laughing 'Jinyoung got paid good money to hit the pretty girl, I mean who would want to hurt her but if you give me a good amount of money I wouldn't say no.'
My head snapped at their direction. 'No way! Damn it! He's so fucking lucky!' Someone else continued the conversation.

I stood up faster than the speed of light and asked angrily 'What did you just say?'
Their heads turned my way and I think they didn't notice that I was sitting there because of their reaction. Then one of them answered 'Jinyoung messed up the pretty girl's face a few days ago.'
I felt like smoke was about to come out of my ears and nostrils because I was furious and still am right now.

I stomped angrily as I made my way looking for that bastard.
'Who the hell is Jinyoung?!'
'Where the fuck is Jinyoung?!'
'Show yourself, you bastard!' I kept yelling.
Everyone was looking at me as if I've gone crazy.
I didn't care.
Someone touched you and I wasn't going to let it slide.

He finally stood up and said 'I'm Jinyoung and what the fuck do you want?'
I ran towards him and jumped on him causing him to fall on his back.
I started throwing punches at him left and right without taking a break.
After I stopped to breathe he started laughing.
'Why are you laughing you bastard?!' I yelled at him as I grabbed the collar of his shirt.
'She was crying so I stopped because I felt guilty.' He said smirking trying to provoke me.
I continued punching him.
'You're lying! You were paid that's why you hurt her.' I said after I stopped and breathed heavily.
'You're right. She said that you'll kill me and kept calling your name for help.' He said as he laughed harder than before.
'If only I was paid to touch her.' He smirked and his words drove me completely crazy.
I was about to punch him again but I was pulled back by my arms.

I was dragged back to a cell and was tortured. I'll never forget the way he had a smug smile plastered on his face as I was dragged away.
I'll get my revenge on him baby. Don't worry.
I'm sorry because I wasn't able to protect you.
What hurts me more is that he told me that you kept calling my name
and I wasn't able to hear you or protect you.
It's killing me.
Soo Yun stay strong.
When we leave this hell I'll make you
happy again that I'll be able to make you forget everything that happened here.
I love you Soo Yun.
I love you more than anything in this world.

To: Soo Yun
From: Namjoon
March/5/1938

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