Chapter 7

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Author POV

The atmosphere was as gloomy as a dark room in a basement. (bruh idk)

Everyone was there. Her parents, the Choi's and Park's, Yeosang, Her teachers and some of her classmates who grew close to her as time went by.

Everything about this day felt so wierd.
A perfectly healthy girl who everyone adores and admires is suddenly gone and is never coming back.

The room was decorated with some flowers and a picture of her in the middle.

The silent wails of people along with some sniffing here and there were the only sounds that could be heard there.

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-Time Skip-
(i'm pretty sure y'all hate me now)
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after the funeral
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Slowly, people started going back to their respective homes leaving her parents, the Choi's, the Park's and Yeosang there.

Areum stared emotionlessly at the picture of her daughter as she had no more tears to cry out anymore.

It was getting harder and harder for them to accept that Miyoung is gone but they know that eventually they would have to accept it.

Two hours had passed since they were there so majority suggested that they should go back home for they can't sleep there.

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-Time Skip-
(y'all im sorryyyy (ಥ﹏ಥ))
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at the Lee's house
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Areum POV

Getting into the house has never felt this weird before.
The silence was too much for me and it made me realize that she is actually gone.

With slow steps, I walked to where our family pictures are and smiled seeing my baby all happy in them.

"At least we were able to give her a wonderful life with a lot of good memories"
I thought to myself as picked up a photo frame.

The picture showed a four year old Miyoung eating ice cream from anywhere on her face but her mouth.
She was so concentrated on her ice-cream in the photo that I couldn't help but to let out a small laugh.

Soohyuk appeared beside me and smiled at the photo, remembering how hard it was to take the ice-cream from her, because she was playing with it and not eating it anymore, and didn't want to let it go.

Taking the frame from my hand, he put it back in its place took my hand and led me upstairs.

While walking in the corridor I couldn't help but to look at the slightly ajar room with a sad smile before entering our room to get ready for bed.

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San POV

The second I got into my room fresh new tears escaped from my eyes as I slowly slid down on the door.

"M-miyoung-ah"
I croaked covering my face with my palms.

It has been like thirty minutes since I have been crying so now I am just staring into the nothingness with no thoughts going on in my head.

I heard a small knock on my door and knew exactly who it was before they said anything.

Haneul: "O-oppa,
it's me Ha-"

Before she could finish her sentence I opened the door and let her in.

she mustered up the softest smile that she could and came into my room, closing the door behind her.

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Haneul POV

Looking around, a wave of memories filled my head causing me to snif as I attempt to push back my upcoming tears.

"This isn't fair "

San: "What isnt"

"It seems like she was in here more than she was in my room"
I pouted as i sat on his bed.

Feeling satisfied when a small smile made its way onto his mouth, I pat the space beside.

He sighed.

"A-ahhh ow owwww"

San: "Wae"
He asked worridly

"Your head is too heavy"

San: "Aish--"

He placed his heavy head back onto my shoulder as I giggled for the first time in hours.

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Author POV

An hour past as the twins talked about anything but that and they were starting to show some signs of sleepiness.

The next few days were hard but slowly by slowly they were starting to exept it as they knew that she wouldn't want them to live in despair and depression forever.

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..to be continued

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Y'ALL I PROMISE THAT I'M NOT MAKING THEM SHORT ON PURPOSE
it's just tht i have a lot planned for the next chapters and want to start them as soon as possible, because they are the main thing as this is just like an introduction,
so please be understanding and i promise that the next chapters would be worth reading 💜

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