As fresh as the scented white petals, the breeze is soothingly serene, today. Not too parching, not too frigid. Just right. The rays of the sun are blazing, anyhow it did not interfere with the temperature of this atmosphere. It is merely flaming by brightness for this day. Staying lonely inside the hallway, I sat at a waiting room bench. My orbs are only cemented to the door in front along with my total attentiveness, that I failed to notice random people who walk by occasionally. My anxiety creates impatience. I repeatedly tapped my foot on the ground and my fingers are playing with each other.
Pushing the door open, a long table revealed itself, in this process, with my father sitting at the end. The usual tranquility rests on his face while he continues to read the paper in his hand. There is a pile of the same type of papers laying in front of him. His gaze went upwards, to where we are, when the sound of the door creaking got in his ears. Lisa had her body behind me, appearing to hide behind me. Maybe she is still scared of him or is still awkward of their last interaction.
"Sit down, both of you."
I walked towards a random chair, letting it carry most of my weight by sitting. Lisa instantly followed all my steps, settling beside me. Unlike me, she cannot keep an eye contact with my father. She continues to have her vision on the brown-colored table. Dad picked out two specific folders beside those stacks of papers, sliding both of it over to me since I am nearer. On a nonexistent cue, I passed one to the damsel beside me.
"It contains exactly the same information. Open it."
Observing Lisa first, she slowly raised her hands to lay it on the table for a moment. Out of reluctancy. Then, she had the folder in her palms; Each side is secured by one palm. At the time she finally spread it open, I did too. Before my eyes, there were letters with a small-sized font. At the top, it was a picture of Lisa. It seemed to be when she was in her early or mid-teenage years. There was a cold aura excluding from her gaze on the camera. She is looking the same, except younger.
Legal Name: Pranpriya Manoban
Illegal Name: Kim Lisa
Korean Age: 16 years old
International Age: 17 years old
Birth Date: March 27, 1998
Birthplace: Tainan, Taiwan
Hometown: Tainan, Taiwan
Address: 111 Dokseodang-ro, Yongsan-gu, Seoul
Father / Guardian: Kim Ha-Joon
Naver Account: ***********@naver.com
G-mail Account: ***************@gmail.com
Number: +82 ** **** ****
"Is this.. my new identity?" Lisa asked with her soft voice. It became even more quiet at the end yet it is audible due to the silence, in this room. Giving her a side glance, she is deeply reading every line. Either way, she had to memorize everything that is stated, as this may be questioned in the school. At situations like that, it is exceptionally possible that I am not going to be with her to usher her on what she must say or write. Because, of course, people naturally know this type of details. This, her case is way too different.
Maybe she, herself, can answer this with all honesty. Yet it had to be changed, illegally as of now. Once this bullshit finishes, it will be legal with her wholehearted consent.
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Hellish Love
Fanfiction"We are born to be alone, but we're still looking for love" - Lovesick Girls, BLACKPINK A life is full of rocks, sometimes different from others and sometimes similar to others. Sometimes, rocks actually pull something together. Rocks build a wall...
