"I see." Yoongi frowned, surprised at his own heart for hurting the way it did. He certainly hadn't expected to hear anything like this, but it wasn't as if he wasn't used to cruelty. There were differences though. This felt personal. And he knew why. Still, he schooled his face, hid his reaction. He would have been certain that no one could tell that he was quite disturbed, if this hadn't been Namjoon. No one knew him the way Namjoon did.

"What's the boy's name?" His voice sounded even. He hoped this wasn't Ten. He hoped that Ten was dead.