Since we were young

chapter 1

Hey dear readers!
This is ME 'peacepUrl'.
This is my first fanfiction.
And it's written by ME, It's not copied or anything. The first 3 episodes are gonna be short...but the others will be long don't worry.

If there's any typo or grammatical mistake I'm sorry. Because English is not my first language.

So the story description is
'This is a story in which Y/N's parents found a little cutie pie in the rain. Y/N was so young to remember but her mother told her the whole thing. He was a year older than her. He always talked in Korean only with Y/N. Remember:
KOREAN WITH Y/N. And he talked with others in English. Time passed. His dream was to become a Kpop Idol. He has to leave this country and have to go to Korea to fulfill his dreams. He went away. Y/N barely got time to see him because he came once or twice in 6 months. But you guys talked through Video calls.

(Note: Please note that this story is containing abusing and a bit of 'Ahem-Ahem' things are included. So please think before reading. But I know you guys don't mind because-
Okay I'll stop.)

Now enjoy the rest of the story~~~

*pitter patter*

it was raining.
suddenly it started to rain so heavily.
i was just 1 year old.
my mother was holding me in her arms. and dad was walking beside us. when it started to rain so heavily we found a roof to wait under until rain stops. suddenly my mother heard a baby crying. she started to look for him/her. finally she found a baby boy who was about 2 years old.
my mother gave me to father and went near that boy. he was sobbing.

then my mother held him and came to us and said-

"aww, look at this cute young child. who abandoned him here?"

"oh, don't worry let's take him to our place and then we'll see what to do next otherwise he will die of hunger here." My dad suggested.

"yeah, let's do that."

I didn't knew what was happening as i was too young.

We all went to home after waiting for half an hour in the rain praying to God that please stop this.

On the way mom saw a mall. She went on there and bought some cloths for that boy. Now we are finally going home without stopping.

Now we are home.
"Hey cutie! Who are you and where are you from? Who abandoned you here? What's your name?" You mom asked.

"Do you think he will answer? Don't ask him so much questions right now. Let's give him some food and then we'll see what to do."

"Okay" my mom said. I know they both were feeling so bad for him. Like in the heavy rain he was sobbing so bad and was dying for hunger. If they weren't here for him I wonder what has been happened to him.

After sometime my parents again asked him some questions.

"I think that he's Chinese." My mother said looking at him.

"Don't worry we will ask him questions from Google translator." My father suggested.

Mum nodded in response.

(What your name?) My mum tried to read the Chinese words. (Those who were written in English but the pronunciation was in Chinese)

He didn't respond.

Then she tried it in Korean. And yeah! He responded.

"Ji-jimin, P-park Jimin..." The boy said.

The realised that he's korean. From that day Jimin started to live with us. He never called my mum 'Mother' because he didn't wanted to. He wanted to meet his own biological parents and call them Mum
and dad.

We became best friends.

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