Account Name CYJ99

Chapter 4

2 weeks later

Yeonjun and I got better acquainted but he still couldn't get too much out of me. As many words as my uncle could get out of me, was about the same rate he was going. He decided to try a different method that actually worked, and that is how we ended up texting. (A/n: I know so cliché and 2021 sorry).

We started working on our project almost immediately. All we had to do was vlog 3 times a day. It could be about anything we wanted and it had to be done separately except that once a week we had to do one together. It has been two weeks and our conjoined vlog was Yeonjun just talking about what we did that day together.

We were currently in the middle of a conjoined vlog when we said our farewells and Yeonjun turned off the camera. He sat back against the chair in my chill room as he propped the laptop on my desk with a black screen and turned his attention to me.

"Okay, pretty girl. It's been two or so weeks. I know you can talk and I learn more and more about you everyday... there is just one thing I wanna know so I can understand you completely." I looked at him knowing exactly what he wanted to ask. I gave in quicker than I thought I would.

"I am from a very rich family in the US. I was a wild child. One Scandal after another scandal was my life. Weed, drinking, parties all of this underaged. It was hard on my family but my mindset was mommy and daddy's money will get me out of it like it always has. Except when it couldn't. I had a pretty traumatic experience when I got roofied at a party and started to have a severe reaction to it which made me have a seizure. It wasn't fun but it was a needed wake up call for me since they had to intubate me. When I got discharged I was scared and shut myself out of the world. I stopped talking and left that life behind. I asked my dad to send me here for a fresh start and it really was one. No one knew who I was. No one knew my past. I didn't know anyone and I created my own bubble of happiness. Don't get me wrong I do get lonely sometimes, but I would rather be lonely than with the wrong crowd. I say that religiously because the person that roofied me was my so-called best friend. I don't miss home, I just miss my mom and dad. I talk to them when I can and they still send me money that I barely touch, but if I had to choose between staying over there and fighting my demons to come over here and choosing my life. I would choose this path each time."

Yeonjun POV

She spilled everything from her past that she had been holding in and hiding. I didn't pity her because I knew what that was like. I also lived and probably at the same time as her. I put my hand on top of Hers showing my genuine connection to this story that was also my reality. I just ended a little differently.

"(Y/N)... *deep breath in and out* I understand you on a deep level. Both my parents are pretty wealthy and I had the same mindset as you. That mindset is the 'rich kids' way of thinking. The trauma I went through was a little different. I ended up addicted to cocaine which almost killed me the very last time I did it because it was laced with other things. I landed in the hospital in a coma and ended up getting a heart transplant. It was scary. I am not going to lie, I was mortified. The only good thing that came out of it is that the path to getting better leads me to you. The worst part was that my own father was my Coke dealer that tried to kill me." I smiled at her as her eyes widened finally feeling understood by someone. I am glad I was that new source of comfort for her.

We stared into each other's eyes for a while when Tita knocked on the door wondering if we wanted a snack. I looked at (Y/N) and handed her the picture book when she glanced over it and closed it verbally telling Tita what she wanted.

"Okay, and you Yeonjun?" I was too busy admiring her when I realized Tita was talking to me.

"Oh um... I will have the same" I smiled in embarrassment. She nods and smiles the brightest smile before turning away.

"Wait Tita" (Y/N) got her attention and walked over to her giving her a hug. "Thank you Tita, I love you" Tita started tearing up and reciprocated the actions and words. I got back on my laptop and freaked out internally turning to (Y/N).

"Um, we have a problem..." I looked over at her.

"Mm, what is it?" She hummed calmly.

"I forgot to turn the camera off and stop recording so it recorded our entire conversation." I looked down thinking of what to do.

"Leave it. It will be good for the project. You know, show our vulnerable side." She smiles lovingly at me.

10 days later

(Y/N)'s POV

I had become more Talkative and open with everyone in the house. I even started talking to my mom and dad again instead of texting or them doing all the talking. Yeonjun and I got closer too. Almost like best friends but with a little more feeling behind it but not quite yet a couple.

I was laying in bed when I looked at my phone and it said 3:54 am. I rolled my eyes and grunted not being able to go to sleep. I was getting frustrated since I really value my sleep. I couldn't control it though. The anniversary of my almost death was 5 days away. So many emotions and thoughts ran through my head.

I eventually got to go to sleep at 4:25 am.