Breakfast was unusually quiet. YN sat at the table, swirling her spoon through her cereal as her stepbrothers chatted around her. She couldn't focus on their words, her mind spinning with questions.
"Earth to YN....Earth to YN...You are zoning out. Are you ok?" Mts Choi asked YN worriedly. "Oh, yeah, I'm good," YN smiled. "Are you sure? You've barely said a word all morning. You sure you are fine?" Dae Hong added with concern.
"Yup, I'm fine," YN lied. "Just didn't sleep well." Namjoon studied her closely but said nothing, his thoughtful gaze making her uneasy.
That afternoon, training resumed. The session was gruelling, with Namjoon pushing everyone to their limits. YN appreciated the distraction, throwing herself into the drills with renewed determination.
"Focus!" Jungkook barked as she stumbled during a sparring drill. "You're leaving yourself wide open!"
"I'm trying!" YN snapped, her frustration boiling over.
"Try harder," Yoongi said bluntly. "If this were a real fight, you'd already be dead."
Their words stung like a bee, but YN clenched her fists and pushed forward. The strange sensations in her body—fatigue followed by brief bursts of strength—weren't new, but they were becoming more frequent.
As she lunged at Jungkook, she felt a surge of power ripple through her. Her movements became faster, and more precise, and for a brief moment, she was in control. But then, just as quickly, the strength faded, leaving her weak and gasping for air.
She collapsed to her knees, clutching her chest.
"YN!" Jin rushed to her side, worry etched across his face.
"I'm fine," she whispered, though she wasn't sure if it was true.
Namjoon knelt beside her, his brow furrowed. "This isn't normal. You need to take a break—no arguments this time."
That night, YN lay in bed, the journal's words swirling in her mind. Sleep came slowly, and when it did, the dreams returned. This time, she wasn't in the white-cloudy land but in a dark forest. The air was heavy, the silence oppressive.
"Who's there?" she called out, her voice echoing.
A figure emerged from the shadows—not the misty man from before, but a silhouette she recognized. It was Jungkook.
"You think you can escape this?" his voice was low, menacing. "You can't run from who you're meant to be."
"Stop!" YN shouted, backing away.
The figure stepped closer, his eyes glowing faintly. "You don't understand, YN. None of us can let you go—not now, not ever."
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Chapter 11 is here ~ 😄See you in the next chapter 💜💜
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