he raps his knuckles against the polished wooden door before slowly sliding it open. a lady in her late 20s greets him and gestures towards a black couch that sits in the middle of the room. the air smells clean, crisp. gives off the feeling of professionalism, and attempts to make you feel at ease with the lavendar scent diffuser.

his shoulders are tense as he takes a seat on the hard leather, the cushion sinking just slightly. the same goes for the lady who makes herself comfortable opposite of him. the name tag 'hazel' is secured to the right hand corner of her maroon top. with hands clasped on her lap, she gives a serene smile.

"what can i do for you today, mr min?"

the young man swallows and exhales slowly, fiddling at the hem of his black leather jacket. it takes him a moment to gather his thoughts— to ensure that he is making sense, even.

"there's something that's troubling me... i have a friend named jeongguk. jeon jeongguk."

when yoongi is greeted by silence, he glances up and realizes there's an indecipherable look on the lady's face. but maybe it is his imagination, for she prompts him to continue with a small nod.

he licks his lips in an attempt to wet the chapped skin. confiding in a stranger isn't easy at all ; he thought there'd be a small talk first, but apparently they are going straight to the topic. he's nervous, and a cup of water is much needed. 

"a few days ago, he was drunk and called me. once i heard there was a fight brewing, i rushed over and found him in one of the street stalls, lying face down on a table with broken glass shards around him. one side of his head was bleeding, but luckily, the injury wasn't too serious."

"did he tell you what happened?"

a slight shake of his head. "no," yoongi answered. "he was already unconscious. but i did ask the stall owner and—"

this is it. she can either believe him, or think he's a total nutcase. but he needs to let this out.

"no one attacked him. he didn't consume any alcohol— not even a sip. and that injury on his head... he inflicted it upon himself."