Days passed.
Days turned into weeks.
Weeks became a month.
It had been an entire month since the night you spent with Ni-ki quietly after the clock had long ticked past midnight.
You were washing your hands at the bathroom sink when you first heard it.
The sharp, familiar ping—your phone lighting up with a notification.
Quickly, you grabbed a hand towel, patting your hands dry as you picked your phone up from the bathroom counter.
The screen lit your face with a soft blue hue as you stepped out of the bathroom.
"A wedding invitation...?" you muttered, brows furrowing in confusion as your thumb hovered over the pop-up.
Then with narrowed eyes, you glanced at the sender.
"Jennie...? What?" You blinked, reading it again just to be sure.
"How did she even find my contact number.." you whispered, but quickly shrugged that thought off, focusing back on the virtual invitation letter.
You raised an eyebrow intrigued.
"5th November... that's only 3 weeks from now. Why so early—"
Thud.
You barely registered what—or who—you had bumped into until the impact hit your forehead.
"OUCH" you groaned, wincing as you rubbed the spot.
Then came the voice.
Low.
Sleepy.
Familiar.
"Still staring at the screen??"
Your body jolted instinctively.
You took a step back, heart thumping.
"BRO!! YOU SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME" you yelled, switching on your phone's flashlight and pointing it directly at his face.
He squinted his eyes under the sudden brightness.
"Pfft. Here we go again with the bro" he muttered, the sarcasm in his voice still loud and clear despite the sleepiness that it also carried.
"Eh?" your brows furrowed.
"What do you mean?".
"Nothing," he mumbled, brushing past you on his way to the bathroom.
"just go back to sleep, bro."
You stood there, frozen for a second, still holding your phone up.
"Are you even a human or a Blood thirsty Vampire made out of a pure Steel Metal...cuz OUCH that hurt" you rolled your eyes at him slightly, pretending to rub your forehead again in pain.
Hearing your words, he stopped midway his steps to the bathroom door.
"What?" he turned around and asked, giving you the same old side eye, the one he always gave when you threw back an insult at him back in high school.
You remained silent, not caring enough to repeat your words.
"I'm not a vampire just because thats what my group concept says you DELUSIONAL HUMAN." he said, turning back on his track.
"....Okay. Weird," you mumbled, blinking before turning and heading back to your room like nothing had just happened.
Once you were back in your room—under the covers of your bed, you switched the flashlight of your phone off, ready to go back to sleep.
Ping.
A notification.
Another one.
You flipped your phone over again—unlocking it open before opening the notification you had just received.
A tweet.
"Disbandment?.." you stared at the screen of your phone as if it had just insulted your entire family, including your own existence.
But it had nothing to do with you.
Well.
Maybe it did.
But through different connections.
"Disbandment..." you repeated, brows furrowing as your eyes swept over the post on your screen, taking in every detail they gazed at.
"Is this even real...?" you mumbled, eyes sliding back up to the username of the post.
It was official.
Or atleast that's what the verification icon next to the name stood for.
You clicked on the icon of the comment section of the tweet—wanting to know about how the fans had reacted to this.
The first comment that popped up was basically like a whole paragraph to you.
"So Jennie gets to leave her group gracefully, but her own stepsister THE YOSHIMURA KIM YN got kicked out of hers?? and there wasn't even a single explanation for it?? The same thing with this one—no reasoning with the fans?? Yeah ok. YG and HYBE both shady af. 🙄." ~ @Lelouvrz_79
"That's...crazy" you mumbled, sitting up right, phone still in hand as your fingers hovered over it—scrolling further down the comments.
"It has been only 2 months since YN got erased from the damm industry, and now Jennie's disbandment?? You gotta be KIDDIN' me rn 😐 imagine being stepsisters in the same industry and one gets protected while the other gets erased in just a snap of fingers...MAKE IT MAKE SENSE" ~ @KAR1N4_O
"And y'all, not to even mention, just a week ago CHA EUNWOO was reported to be going on a long hiatus?? Like bro? This is so sketchy, Eunwoo is literally Jennie's bestest friend ever, they even went to the same school" ~ @F4N0FAsTR0enW
"Two sisters leaving their career behind with just a 2 months of gap? That's FISHY. Dispatch better drop a family tea exposé at this point, cause I KNOW there's more to the story. Wonder if they even talk at home." ~ @EN4URA.N1F4N
You closed your phone shut.
"What the hell.." you sighed, flopping down on the bed with your eyes locked on the plain white ceiling above you as your phone slowly glided off your open palm to the foor.
"So this is it.?" you whispered—your voice so low only the ghosts in your room could hear.
"Are we just gonna let our parents get inbetween our careers? Just like this? So easily??" you questioned, as if the universe was still holding the answer to your unanswered ones.
You sighed and flipped over, burying your face into the cool silk of your pillow.
"They've already prepared her wedding... even picked the date," your voice muffled, pressed against the fabric.
"And here I am, almost eighteen, and yet I don't even know who the heck this fiancé guy of mine is.."
Your fingers tightened around the edge of the bed sheets, a mix of frustration and helplessness twisting inside you.
"It's not like i'd ever sign those damm contract marriage papers..." you gritted through clenched teeth.
Then a set of words suddenly resurfaced in your mind.
"Just let me know when you're thinking about the wedding."
Your biological Father's faint smile appeared in your memory.
"I'm joking...for now. But hey, you've already got my blessings, Son."
The words he said to Ni-ki awhile ago.
Right infront of You.
It echoed in your thoughts like music.
Did he really mean it?
The words he said to Ni-ki?
After all, it was the first he met him as your boyfriend.
~ To be continued
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FanfictionYoshimura Yn ran away from her home in Japan, escaping a life she never chose-her mother's new marriage, a stepfather connected to a world famous K-pop idol, Jennie Kim, and parents who expected her to inherit the family Modeling empire. Her dream t...
