At-3 AM
A solitary figure sits by the window of her room, her expression somber and her eyes welling with tears as she reflects on the distressing events of her past. YN, an 19-year-old college student, feels the weight of her memories pressing down on her as she battles the deep-rooted sadness that clings to her like a shadow. The once vibrant girl, full of dreams and aspirations, now finds herself trapped in a web of grief and isolation, haunted by the loss of her mother and the betrayal of those she once considered friends.
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12 Years Before
YN's Mom, Anamika: YN, sweetheart, are you ready for our walk in the park?
YN: Excitedly Yes, Mommy! I can't wait!
Anamika: Smiling That's my girl. Let's go make some memories.
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[Later, at the Park]
The sun was setting, casting an orange glow over the serene park where YN and her parents were taking a leisurely stroll. Laughter filled the air as they shared stories and jokes, enjoying the simple pleasure of each other's company. YN ran ahead, her small legs carrying her swiftly across the grassy field, her giggles echoing in the calm evening air.
Suddenly, their peaceful evening was shattered by the arrival of a masked assailant, his eyes filled with malice as he demanded their belongings.
Masked Assailant: Threateningly Give me everything you have!
Panic gripped YN's parents as they tried to comply with the robber's demands, their eyes darting around for any possible escape.
Rajesh: Desperately Just take it! Don’t hurt us!
Before they could react, chaos erupted. YN watched in horror as her father bravely attempted to shield her mother from harm.
Rajesh: Yelling No!
In the blink of an eye, the assailant struck, sending Anamika crashing to the ground, her lifeblood staining the pavement beneath her.
YN: Screaming Mommy!
[YN watches in horror as her mother collapses]
YN's screams echoed through the park as she knelt beside her mother, her tiny hands trembling with fear and disbelief.
YN: Trembling voice Mommy, please, wake up!
Her father, overcome with grief and desperation, scooped his daughter into his arms and rushed her mother to the nearest hospital, praying for a miracle that would never come.
Rajesh: Trying to comfort her YN, stop crying, sweetheart. Mommy will be alright, don't worry.
They stood in the cold, sterile hospital corridor, surrounded by the harsh fluorescent lights and the sterile scent of antiseptic.
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Mafia step siblings
FanfictionYn, a sad and quiet girl, is about to become step-siblings with BTS, who are cold and distant. Living together, there's a tense atmosphere, with very few words exchanged between them. Both Yn and BTS have their own secrets they're hiding from each o...
