Book 2 : BTS 👀, Skz🥰, Ateez✨

Brother 1 (Stray Kidz Oneshot)

"I'm here."

I stare around the room. I've never been here in fact. I've always lived with my parents. Having a weak health since birth, they took me to America because the doctors were better there. Now, I'm back to Korea and it feels freaking weird. I've been raised by Korean parents, so I have no problems with the language. But what is very strange...

"You only have two suitcases?"

I look at Changbin. One of my brothers. I've never really talked to them at all. I only know IN and Seungmin that are the closest to my age. We'll be in the same class by the way. My parents had a high tendency for adoptions and they adopted well: Bang Chan, Changbin, Lee Know, Hyunjin, Felix, Han, Seungmin and IN. 8 boys. Bang Chan and Changbin were in their first year of University. Han and Lee Know were in their senior year. Hyunjin and Felix sophomores, while IN, Seungmin and I were freshmen.

"Yeah. I don't carry much with me. I'll just have to buy some school stuff to buy." I answer him

"We'll take you if you need." He comments

Someone calls him within the house and he gives me a nod. It must be weird as hell for them as well. I stare at the heavy suitcases and sigh. My parents had to move to Indonesia for work and I had to leave my American High school to come back to Korea. Living alone was not an option, my health still being unstable sometimes. Colocation with my friends was also a big no, not that I had many.

Racism was quite heavy in America.

I brush the dark thoughts aside and begin putting order in my stuff. It is fine after all this time, I'm not as affected as I used to be. I unconsciously pull on my sleeve. I've always worn long sleeves. Ever since, I've tried to take my own life. The cut is clean, one fine white line across the wrist. One of the many reason I couldn't stay on my own, even if it had been two years.

It was hot though and I would have to hide it somehow. Luckily, the school our family was going to was a mixture between high school and University. All my brothers went there: it was a private school and high end University. I had the results to fit in perfectly also having been schooled in a private high school in America.

"You settled?" the knock on my door makes me flinch

I turn around to see Bang Chan standing there observing me. He has that smile on his face. It annoys me. I don't know why. I'm not used to people except my parents being kind to me.

"Yeah. I'm dead." I whisper

"Jetlag?" He questions

I hum as an answer as I finish hanging stuff inside my dresser. He remains quiet.

"Look, I'm not much of a talker." I sigh "So if you have something to say, say it." It came out dryer than I intended to, but I stay on my grounds

He smiles. Again. It annoys me.

"Yeah, Mom and dad told me." He answers "I just wanted to tell you that if you wanted to eat some stuff, you could use whatever was in the fridge. There are all sort of side dishes. Aunty makes a lot and made even more because she heard you're staying with us."

I nod my head. I'm hungry. The flight's meal was not the best.

"Thanks for the info." I say turning my back to him again

"You can call me Chan Oppa if you want." He says

I've forgotten about that. Here, it is considered as weird if I just called my brothers by their name. It makes us look distant. But we just saw each other when I was little once or twice or by video calls I didn't pay attention too.