Us

1 0 0
                                    

Nari POV
"You two need to be a couple."

"WHAT?!" Me and Yoongi both yell frantically before stepping away from each other.


Michiko looked like she sort of expected it, but not quite.


"What do you mean we have to be a couple? I would rather date a toad."

"No wonder, your breath smells like one." Yoongi remarked.


My mouth hung low, as I was about to retaliate, but I was stopped by Michiko telling us we wouldn't actually have to date, just make it seem like we are.


It had been a week of consistent training. After school, we were picked up by Namjoon. I wasn't allowed to tell Chae about any of this, so that was a little upsetting, but now I had Hana.

I was really excited for my first mission. I've been practicing day and night for this.


Now, I had to be partners with Yoongi? Not even that, we had to fake date?


No way.


This could not be happening right now.


"I'll like to see you guys in my office after practice." Kara instructed us and left.

We all got back to practicing, but my thoughts felt unsettled. 


Is this mission gonna be worth it?

What do they plan on doing with us?

Is the mission more dangerous than it seems?

What about my family?

What about my friends?

I can't tell them about this either.


All these thoughts were swarming my head. I suddenly felt extremely anxious. I know it had been a week, but I was now really starting to realize...


My life is now forever changed.


I can never safely leave the house without having to make sure I smell different. There will always be a part of myself I can never tell anyone about.


I can never truly open up.


What about my future significant other? I won't be able to tell them anything? Chae? I can never be fully honest with her.


It was all now unloading on me.


I'm more alone than I was before.


I couldn't focus on the practice obstacles anymore. My mind was everywhere, and my vision was slowly blurring.

Everything I've tried ignoring this past week is now crashing down on me like a tsunami. No matter how much I tried bottling my thoughts and feelings, it was going to unload on me. And it seemed to be now.

It will always be youWhere stories live. Discover now