I had never expected a complete stranger to come barging into the flat, singing a nursery rhyme to himself while eating an orange. Another boy came in behind him, smiling at the loud person in front of him.

However they both fell silent, eyes wide and lips sealed as the my presence. "Taehyung didn't say you'd woken up." The shorter one of the two said. I didn't move, didn't know how to react. "COUSIN!" The other boy jumped on top of me, making me lose my balance and fall backwards.

I was confused beyond relief but briefly remembered Taehyung talking about a cousin. "I'm Yoongi, nice to meet you." The short boy helped me stand up, pushing the other boy back to the floor. "Introduce yourself." He ordered the boy on the floor.

I watched them argue about how I should already know his name, which was correct. It was Hoseok. The other boy argued back that I might guess wrong, and he had to be polite. The retaliation to the comment was that we're cousins. To which Yoongi responded saying that wasn't strictly true.

My brain was already mushed at that point, from the strange information, from the shouting, from my over thinking. I held my head as pain erupted all over it. Everything felt like it was tilting, my head felt heavy and I could hardly keep my eyes open.

I heard a door being opened, more shouting, more pain. I let out a few tears in my eyes, the pain slowly becoming less and less bearable. My eyes were fully shut and refusing to open, the sounds around me were beginning to fade out. I could feel the feeling in my legs going numb, my whole body seeming to crumble beneath me.

My mouth was still sealed shut, and my nose felt as if it had been blocked. I couldn't breath, my stomach beginning to hurt as I struggled to survive without my breath. My lungs felt like they were seconds away from bursting. I couldn't feel a single part of my body, I couldn't cry, I couldn't scream for help. I could do nothing but let fear finish off the job of knocking me unconscious.

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I woke up somewhere.

I didn't know if I was alive, but I didn't exactly feel dead. Unless this was some kind of hell. I spun around seeing that everywhere I looked was identical to the next.

White. Up, down, left, right. Everywhere I looked, the same blinding colour filled my eyesight. I only just realised I was breathing again, standing again, feeling again.

And I was scared.

I let out a sob that I didn't know I had been holding back. And I heard it. I heard a noise come out of my mouth. I covered my mouth with my hand, afraid of what was happening. After what felt like hours, I pulled my hand away and took a deep breath.

My hands were sweaty, my feet finding it hard to stay on the floor with my nerves spreading.

"Taehyung."

The first thing I said was his name. My voice sounded foreign to my ears, terrifying. "I'm speaking." I whispered to myself, as if to make sure I was fully aware of the situation. Which I really wasn't.

As soon as I repeated the words to myself in my head, the realisation hit me. I was alone, somewhere away from life. I was speaking words that nobody would ever hear.

That was when I did something I had never done before, yet had always needed to do.

I screamed. I screamed, falling to the floor, pulling at my hair. I screamed until my throat was left scratched and burning in pain. I stopped once my voice had fully disappeared from overuse, allowing myself to cry instead.

I let myself slowly get rid of every single emotion, yet none of the pain seemed to leave my heart.

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