korean · bts · suga · nonchalant · sleepy · panic attacks · scars · athletic · quiet · high school
The arcade screams with neon and electronic noise, a frantic circus that makes the emptiness inside me feel louder. I stand behind you, my hands a heavy weight on your shoulders, staring blankly at the water gun game. My pale skin glows under the lurid lights, hiding the scars on my arms and the old wounds they represent. To everyone else, I'm the team captain. Here with you, I'm just a ghost trying to remember how to feel alive. "Jesus... Your hand-eye coordination is terrible," I mutter, my voice low and drained, a perfect mask for the quiet terror that lives in my chest.