Min Yoongi¹³

«Crazy people are always more cheerful than normal people because they live in their own world.»

Yoongi was a psycho. A psychopath. The worst kind. Did he see a psychiatrist? He was in a mental hospital, but they didn't help him. He was registered with a psychiatrist, but he didn't go to see him. Why? He didn't like it. No, he didn't care.

Besides, Yoongi worked as a mercenary on the side. And no, he didn't work, he just worked part-time. He didn't take on assignments every day of the month, no. He went on missions whenever he felt like it. If he felt like it, he'd go out two days in a row. If he felt like it, he'd stay out for two months in a row. Where does he get his money, you ask? He got a lot of money for one mission, because even though he was a psycho, he was a master of his craft. A true master of assassination.

But his mental instability wasn't always a saving grace. It once landed him in jail, but he didn't stay there long thanks to his connections. After all, he is AgustD. His name inspired both fear and a guarantee that the mission would be accomplished. His name was known to everyone.

But Yoongi had another side. He was undoubtedly crazy, but sometimes he would become so quiet it was dangerous. The reason for such emotional swings? Nobody knows. To be honest, no one even tried to find out because Yoongi didn't allow it.

It was overcast that day. The weather forecast called for a thunderstorm, a severe one at that. There was a faint rumble in the distance, but it was far away and there was no lightning. Yoongi sat relaxed in one of the eateries. In this weather, few people were out, so besides him and the owner, there were only a couple of other people in the place. He sat and calmly ate the portion of noodles he had ordered just recently.