It was as if her whole existence was that of a butterfly - beautiful, carefree, joyful. Then it all fell apart and that beauty, carefree nature, and joy dissipated into the never ending abyss.
Cue the betrayal of a moth.
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"It's hard to be with s...
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Haknyeon stayed downstairs the next morning, watching a movie as he continued waiting for Chisoo to wake up. He had already been awake for three hours, and noon was creeping up. He was so anxious that the movie he was watching sounded like mumbling in the background.
"She's okay." He told himself, yet he knew something was wrong. Chisoo was an early bird, she was always awake before him.
Yet here he was, waiting for her to wake up.
She was probably just exhausted and was finally getting some sleep. It wasn't like she got the luxury of rest every night, and if she was just sleeping, he didn't want to bother her whatsoever.
He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath. He needed to chill out and stop assuming that something bad was happening to his little sister.
The lock on the front door clicked and it swung open. Haknyeon hopped up and looked at his parents as they looked around.
"Is Chisoo up?"
"No," he shook his head. "But something happened to Chisoo while you were gone."
His father sighed. "Of course something happened the one night we go on a business trip."
"What happened?" Mrs. Ju questioned.
"Dajung pushed her into the road," Haknyeon paused. "In front of a moving car."
"Oh my god," his mother gasped. "Is she hurt? Is she okay?"
"She didn't get hit, but she was terrified." Haknyeon said.
"Dajung is the girl who kicked up the investigation because of those fliers she made, right?" Mr. Ju asked.
Haknyeon nodded and watched his parents share a glance as they headed to the kitchen. "We'll take care of it, Hak. Thank you."
The boy stayed on the couch for a moment longer, before he finally gave in to his worry and went upstairs to Chisoo's room. He put his ear to the door and didn't hear anything for a moment, but as soon as he reached for the doorknob, he heard a quiet cry.
And he would let her cry, only because he knew it was her favorite way to get her emotions out.
Chisoo felt the same way she did when she woke up and realized she was the only survivor. She didn't want to get up, she couldn't find an appetite, she didn't even want to be awake. She just wanted to see her family, but all she could do was try to remember everything about them to make up for that absence.
