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Flashback,
Y/n who was 6 years old, scrunched up her face, staring at the meager meal in front of her. "This is gross, I don't want to eat it," she whined, pushing the plate away. "We eat this everyday."
Jungkook, her older brother, sighed patiently. "What do you want to eat, then?"
Y/n's eyes lit up, and she began to rattle off a list of her favorite foods. "I want pizza, ice cream, and fried chicken, and... and... "
As Y/n's list grew longer, Jungkook's gaze never left hers. He was making a silent promise to himself - to ensure she got everything she wanted, no matter what it took.
Right now both are stuck in this small room which is at the basement of a red zone in. It was cluttered by furniture and hand-me-downs.
Their mother, a prostitute, was rarely present, and when she was, she was often sleeping off the previous night's excesses. Jungkook had taken on a caretaker role, always looking out for his little sister.
"I want to go to the park, and play on the swings, and ride a bike, and..."
While she was talking, she didn't even realize and eat the porridge that he was feeding her.
As she spoke, her expression turned wistful. "And I want a father, like my friend Emily has. She has a daddy who plays with her and takes her to the zoo. I want that too."
Jungkook's heart ached, seeing the longing in his little sister's eyes. He knew their mother's lifestyle made it impossible for them to have a traditional family.
As Y/n continued to dream aloud, Jungkook's determination solidified. He would do whatever it took to give her the life she deserved - a life filled with laughter, love, and endless possibilities.
After he was done he wiped her face. "Are you full now?"
She nodded her head. "What about you?"
"I already ate." He lied, their mother forgot to buy the groceries or food. So there was not anything for him.
A knock on the window broke the silence. Jungkook's eyes narrowed, but they knew who it could be climbing up the window at this time. It was Taehyung, he grew up with them.
Taehyung's family owned the red zone club, and he lived a life of relative luxury compared to Jungkook and Y/n. Can it really be a luxury to live with such people while they are children?
"Hey, guys!" Taehyung said, flashing a charming smile. "I brought a present for Y/n."
Y/n's eyes widened as Taehyung handed her a chocolate bar. She gasped, her face lighting up. "Chocolate! I haven't had this in ages!"
Jungkook's expression softened, seeing his sister's joy. He wants to make her happy too. But then Y/n's gaze turned to look at Taehyung's face. "I don't like them."
