❝𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. ❞
༉‧₊˚✧ | life is brutal.
hers was already a living hell,
but he had helped her.
nct park jisung fanfiction
angst au
started ju...
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As the raven haired girl walked the busy streets of Seoul she kept thinking of what might be waiting for her back home.
Would her father yell at her? or will he be too wasted to even notice she was gone? Will her mom scold her?— Who knows, she just knew it wasn't gonna be good
She walked and walked, her house was very far away remembering how she ran away last night.
Looking down at her feet and fascinated by her foot steps she bumped into something or should I say, someone.
Her head shot up and saw the same dirty blonde haired boy from last night, as she was ready to run away he spoke— "Hey I'm sorry" he rubbed his nape as he looked down at the raven haired girl.
Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion she stood there not knowing what to say.
"Uh no I'm sorry" she managed to say, she just thought he apologized for bumping into her.
"I'm Jisung by the way" the dirty blonde haired boy said removing his hand from his nape and held it out in front of her to shake.
Staring down at his hand and back up the boy, still giving him a confused look.
Taking out her hand to shake his, her face rested—"This is the part where you tell me your name" still shaking the raven haired girls hand.
"I gotta go" was the only thing the girl could say before letting go of his hand and running away from the boy who was left dumbfounded.
. . .
"Finally you're home I was worried" the brunette cried out to her daughter who had just walked into the house.
"I was at Soojin's house sorry" the girl rubbed her arm and looked down at her feet, almost expecting something bad to happen.
"I'm just glad you're okay" the middle aged lady made her way to the raven haired girl and hugged her while crying— reacting right away she stroked her moms back and let her cry on her shoulder.
Not knowing why she was crying, she didn't ask knowing it would only make her more sad.
When she finished crying she pulled away and just walked into her own separate room.
