𝕾HE CAME TO HIM IN AN ABRUPT WAY. A MYSTERY WAS WHAT CAME WITH HER WHICH WAS A TOUGH ONE TO SOLVE. BUT, AS LONG AS THEY STAYED TOGETHER, NOTHING WAS IMPOSSIBLE FOR THE TWO.
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"And this, this is your very own room!" Mrs. Baek said as she walked her and Kyujin into the very mint, greenish room. "I haven't touched a thing ever since you've gone off to the hospital years ago so that might explain why its so clean. The only thing that I've done in here is clean the dust for you. You loved keeping your bed after waking up, you said it helps keep your mind clean and tidy." Her mother explained with a grin on her face. It was so evident that she was beyond thrilled that Kyujin was back home, all safe.
"Oh! These here..." She snapped the younger out of her train of thought and booked it across the room to get some pictures. Kyujin had to move quickly out of her way or she would've gotten stomped on. She approached her mother slowly just as she began to turn with a huge stack of old looking pictures in her hands. "These were you're friends back at Daegu, but we moved here and then the crash happened. I'm so glad you're alright." Mrs. Baek placed the stack of pictures delicately in both of Kyujin's hands as she began to examine them, placing her very own hand on her daughters shoulder.
Kyujin didn't know why she was expecting something strange to appear. The pictures were simple, nothing too complicated the younger couldn't understand. They were mostly black and white for some reason, but she didn't mind too much as she was too focused on the people inside the pictures. She recognized herself among three individuals. It was her and two other girls and with the help of the photos being black and white, she couldn't make out what their hair or eye colors were.
"These girls—" Kyujin stopped herself. A cold chill went up her spine as she found herself completely alone inside her room, her mother had seemingly disappeared. She couldn't move for a while, feeling too frightened too since her mother was just there beside her. Kyujin could have sworn she had still felt her hand on her shoulder. She gazed back at the current photo in her hands trying to distract herself and turned it around out of interest. She didn't really expect to see anything there, but there was. Two words that she had no idea what significance they held, and a phone number it looked like.
Lia LIES, 017-189-915
After a moment of looking at the odd words and numbers, the young girl had finally begun to move again. Her first actions were placing the stack of photos on her desk before she walked to her closet, having enough of the small clothes she had to wear as it was the only outfit the hospital had left to offer. Her mouth opened wide when she entered and saw that the closet was completely clean and neat, color-coded even. Kyujin's hand grazed across each article of clothing as she walked down the hallway decorated in shoes, bags, shirts and pants. She soon stopped at a dresser where she assumed where all of her underwear and socks were, and she was right. Except, for the last drawer. It was locked.
But, that didn't matter to Kyujin just yet as she was so excited about these clothes. It was crazy how she got incredibly thrilled upon seeing her house and room and now, closet again. She knew that her coma played a huge role on her excitement, but she didn't realize that she forgot about important things such as her house. It was as if she was actually experiencing this for the first time.
