𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 || 𝕤. 𝕛𝕒𝕜𝕖

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Making up problems that don't exist

In truth, Yeonhee was just terrified of being alone again. Mama still wasn't home. Still in the States. Working.

Yeonhee told herself over and over again that Mama just wanted to make enough money to provide a good life for herself and her daughter, because she loved Yeonhee, but if that was the case, why did she barely come home? Why didn't she make more of an effort to even call her daughter, to check up on her, to tell her she loved her?

The past month, all Yeonhee had gotten as a sign that her own mother remembered her existence was a couple of text messages. Mama didn't give a shit, did she.

Yeonhee mentally scolded herself for thinking such things. Stop being so damn paranoid, Yeonhee. Mama just wants what's best for you. You're being selfish and ungrateful, for fuck's sake.

The girl didn't realize that she had been glaring blankly at into space, her fist clenched so hard around the pale blue seashell in her hand that the the curly edge was beginning to dig into her palm.

"Hey, don't do that. You'll hurt yourself," Jake's soothing voice cut through her thoughts. Yeonhee looked up at him in confusion. He had grabbed her hand gently and was looking down at the purplish lines on her hand from where the shell had pushed deep into her skin.

His face. Was literally inches away from hers. The realization at how close they were made Yeonhee widen her eyes in slight panic.