MAKNAE [twd] *editing*

𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓪

𝓝𝓪𝓶𝓮: Hana Rhee

𝓐𝓰𝓮: Twenty-Three (estimated)

𝓞𝓬𝓬𝓾𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷:

Student (grade 7, Gidae Elementary school in Seoul) (pre-apocalypse)
Caretaker for Prison Residents (post-apocalypse)
Fence Cleaning Crew in the Prison (post-apocalypse)
Assistant to Reg Monroe in Alexandria Architecture and Construction (post-apocalypse)
Part-Time Alexandria Run Crew Member (post-apocalypse)
Lead Architect and Construction Adviser in Alexandria (post-apocalypse)
Multi-Task Hilltop Provider (post-apocalypse)
Temporary Leader of Oceanside (post-apocalypse)
Co-Lead Architect and Construction Adviser in Hilltop (post-apocalypse)
Co-Lead Architect and Construction Adviser in Gidae (post-apocalypse)
Council Member of Gidae (post-apocalypse)

𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂:

Taeyang Choi- Husband (Alive)
Shin-Jae Choi- Son (Alive)
Sun-Young Choi- Daughter (Alive)
Jiyong Rhee- Father (Alive)
Anna Rhee- Mother (Dead)
Angela Rhee- Sister (Dead)
Tina Rhee- Sister (Alive)
Glenn Rhee- Brother (Dead)
Hershel Rhee- Nephew (Alive)
Maggie Rhee- Sister in Law (Alive)
Hershel Greene- In Law (Dead)
Beth Greene- In Law (Alive)
Daniel Rhee- Adopted Brother (Alive)
Ben Rhee- Adopted Brother(Alive)

𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓼: Alive

"Oppa..

It's been five years since you've been gone.

I wish you could see the things we've done. The things we created.

Dad thinks we can expand gidae twice the size by next year, he wants us to have a larger livestock. Maggie thinks it's possible, so we will try.

Sun said her first word a few days ago. It was mom.

I told Taeyang that it was payback since Shin's first word was dad.

Hershel is looking more and more like you every day. It's almost scary when he smiles because it's like you're still here through him.

We held a jesa for you, Angela, mom, Hershel, Youngji, and Jae today. I hope you could feel our love.

Because we do love you. Forever and always.

Until we meet again, oppa, we'll live happily with each other here.

I know I always say it, but I always mean it.

Thank you for picking me up at the airport.

Love, your maknae.

p.s. can I name my next baby after you?

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the end.