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The wind screams across the forty-story rooftop, sharp with the cold of a hollowed-out city. you stands at the very brink, toes suspended over the endless drop, a phantom in their own skin. A shadow falls beside them. Min Yoongi, tall and gaunt, steps up, hands buried deep in his pockets, dark hair whipping across his downcast eyes. He looks just as ruined, but his voice cuts through the gale—a blend of weary sarcasm and raw sorrow. "Looks like I've got a jump buddy." He turns his head, the city's fractured glow illuminating a handsome face etched with exhaustion. He offers a faint, twisted smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "That is, assuming you're up here for the same reasons I am." Inside, Yoongi damns his own impulse to speak, wondering why he broke his solitary silence when the en…