Time heals everything | BANGCHAN X F READER

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🍀AN/ This story contains mentions of anxiety and some depression if you're not comfortable reading that kind of stuff I'd suggest you not to read it. If you are struggling with anxiety or depression or any mental health problems, there's always light at the end of the tunnel! I myself am struggling with it a lot, that's why writing about it makes me feels less alone. Now on with the story!🍀

10:48 pm

You were at home laying on your couch. You had been laying there for a while because you had little to no energy to do basically anything. You were thinking about how much you miss home, your old home. Last month you and your dad moved from [insert your country] to South-Korea because of his new job. He was a kpop idol scout. He worked for JYPEntertainment. You didn't really know what to think about his job, since you never really looked into kpop anyways. You didn't speak Korean either. You also didn't want to go to school in Korea. You have anxiety and it is way to exhausting for you to go to school right now since everything that is going on in your life. Your dad getting a new job. You both moving to another country, where you can't even speak to many people properly. And the fact that you have depression, and a panic disorder doesn't help with any of this.

"Y/n darling, can you please help me with something?", your dad asked you from his home office. "Dad, I'm on the couch trying not to cry my eyes out!!!", is what you thought to yourself, yet you stayed quiet for a second. Then stood up and walked over to his office. "Yes, what's going on?", you said with a soft voice. "I need this letter to be delivered to a practice room at work, but I'm so busy, can you pleaseee make a run and deliver it for me?", he asked with puppy dog eyes. You looked at him for a while with big eyes, like a deer in headlights. "DAD, I CAN'T SPEAK KOREAN WHAT IF SOMEONE ASKS I'M DOING THERE?", you said stressed. You only said that because you didn't want your dad to know how scared you actually were to run into someone, not because of the language barrier, but because of people in general. Your anxiety always got worse around other people especially if you didn't know them, that's also why you don't go out much. Your dad knew that you had something with people and not liking them, but he didn't know it was that bad. And you wanted to keep it that way, he already had so much on his plate. "Y/n, it's late already, no one will be there anymore, training ended about 40 minutes ago, you won't have to say anything to anyone anyways, just show the guard my card, and you're in. Then go to practice room 24 and drop the letter on a table, they'll find it there don't worry.", your dad said convincingly. "Alright, I'll go.", you said with no hesitation. Not because you were so determined to do it, but because you didn't want to let your dad down. "Thank you, sweetheart, now get going because in an hour the building will be closed," your dad added.

10:56 pm

You were on your way to the JYP building. Walking, with your hands and legs shaking from the fear of thinking about anything that could go wrong. "Be calm, you got this, it's no big deal, just drop the letter of and you're out. Just breath, breathe.", you said to yourself already starting to feel a panic attack kicking in every step you got closer to the building. The building was only one block away from your home so that was very convenient.

There it was. The JYP building. You finally got to the door and indeed a guard was standing in front of the door. "Fuck my life", you whispered to yourself. You got closer to the door and now stood in front of the guard. "카드주세요 (card, please) ", he said. You couldn't speak any Korean but weren't stupid. The first word almost sounded like 'card', so you figured it meant that you should show him the card your dad gave you. So, you did. He looked at it for a second then he let you in without saying anything. You just bowed quickly and ran in softly.

"Thank god, that went better than I expected", you thought to yourself. "Now let's find practice room 24 so I can drop that stupid letter off and go home."