"𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?" - 𝐊. 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨
𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨: This story is Slowburn, follows a couple of months after the epilogue, isn't cringe and realistic.
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𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐢𝐧 "𝐏𝐭: 𝟎...
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-2nd person pov-
November 23rd, Thursday - 6:46 pm
About three minutes ago, you were cruising down the familiar streets, the Thanksgiving vibe lifting your spirits as you headed to your parent's place.
The late autumn sun was shining warmly, and the trees were decked out in bright orange and red leaves.
Now, standing at the front door of their cozy home, your car was parked neatly by the curb, its shiny black surface sparkling in the sunlight.
You shifted your black purse on your shoulder and held onto a warm bowl of mac and cheese-comfort food made with love, just like you remembered it.
It's been two years since you moved away, a decision that really tugged at your heartstrings.
Leaving your childhood home was tough, especially considering the strong bonds you had with your family.
Your younger brother, Hasuke, seemed to take it in stride, but you could see the flicker of sadness in his eyes when you said your goodbyes.
It was a silent testament to the connection you both shared, even if he tried to act like it didn't bother him.
Your parents had a hard time with your move, each reacting in their own way, both obviously hurt by it all.
Your mom, who's always easygoing and gentle, was your rock.
Even though the thought of you moving away made her heart ache a bit, she understood this was just part of life.
She encouraged your dreams, knowing that her love would always be there, no matter the distance.
Your dad, on the other hand, was the protective, strict type, like a papa bear.
Just the idea of you stepping out into the world made him anxious.
He always seemed to hate any plan that involved you leaving his sight, with his "no" coming out strong and definite, head shaking like it was a done deal.
But over the years, you saw him change a little, loosening up on some of the rules, even though he still saw you as his fragile little girl who needed his protection.
When you finally told him about your decision to move out, the sadness in his eyes was clear.
It felt like breaking a piece of him, and you could feel the weight of his heartache.
