This story is about seven doctor brothers and their 13-year-old sister, Y/n. Y/n is intelligent and stubborn, the youngest in the family. Despite her brothers being doctors, she is scared of hospitals. Each brother specializes in a different field...
As always, a new morning, a new chapter. Today, it was Namjoon's turn to wake Y/n up.
At Y/n's Bedroom,
Namjoon's Pov,
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The morning light streamed through the window as I stepped into Y/n's room, flipping on the lights and pulling the curtains open. The golden rays spilled into the room, painting everything in warm hues. Predictably, Y/n stirred and turned to the other side, stubbornly avoiding the sunlight.
I walked over to her bed, hands on my hips.
Namjoon: "Y/n, get up. Don't you want to go to school?"
A muffled groan came from under the blanket as she buried herself deeper.
Y/n: (muffled) "Can't I just skip today and pretend it's not happening?"
I couldn't help but chuckle at her usual antics. Shaking my head, I grabbed the edge of the blanket.
Namjoon: "Oh no, you don't. Your exams are starting soon. Now, get up, or else you'll be late."
Before she could protest, I yanked the blanket away. She gasped and glared at me, sitting up with her hair sticking out in all directions like a startled bird.
Y/n: "Yah! Oppa, that's so mean!"
Namjoon: "Mean? This is tough love, baby sister. Now, get up before I carry you out in your pajamas."
She let out a long, dramatic sigh before finally sitting up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. I stood there for a moment, watching as she sluggishly began to accept her fate and stomped toward the bathroom like a sulking kid. I turned and left her to get ready while I headed to my room to prepare for my own day at the hospital.
End of Pov.
At the breakfast table,
Y/n's Pov,
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The morning was already lively when I made my way to the dining table.
