the beauty inside | yoonmin [hiatus]

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YOONGI'S POV:

It was the morning of my 20th birthday. Just like every morning, I woke up and tried to find anything to eat in the fridge. After 5 minutes of searching I gave up and poured myself a bowl of cereal.

As I was eating I decided to pull out my phone to scroll through my social media. When my phone was in front of my face I caught a quick glimpse of my reflection in the black screen. I saw someone unfamiliar. Not just in a poetic way like how people write about how they don't recognize themselves. I literally saw a different person staring back at me.

"What the fuck?" I said to myself confused. "Am I really that tired?"

As I said that I realized my voice was changed. By this time, I was really in shock.

I opened the camera on my phone to get a better look. Surely enough, I was still a stranger. Starting to really panic, I bolted to my bathroom to get a better look. I turned on the light and stared at myself in the dirty mirror. I examined my face. My usual black hair was now light brown. My nose was larger and my face was round. My usual gummy smile was now completely changed.

"This can't be real," I said in disbelief. "This has to be a dream."

My next thought was to call my mother. I didn't care if I sounded crazy, I was terrified.

"Hello?" my mother said on the other end of the line.

"Mom... I don't know what to do," I cried.

"Yoongi? What happened? You don't sound like yourself."

"Please," I said, my voice shaking. "I know I sound crazy, but I woke up today in a completely different body. P-please come over, eomma. I don't know what to do."

"Yoongi, have you been drinking? It's only 8 a.m."

"No!" I exclaimed, becoming frustrated. "Just believe me. I'm your son. Come over and see for yourself."

She sighed and said, "Okay honey. I'll be over in 30 minutes."

"Okay. I love you."

"I love you too, Yoongi."

She hung up, and I started sobbing uncontrollably. How could this happen? How the fuck could this happen?

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Pacing back and forth waiting for my mom, I grew impatient. I then heard a knock and ran to the door.

As I opened it, my mother stood shocked. Her mouth hung open. She took a moment to examine my features. Sure enough, she did not recognize her own son standing right in front of her.

"Yoongi?"

"Mom.." I began to cry again.

My mother began to cry too. She put her hand up to my face, then pulled me into a hug. I felt my mom's tears soaking my shoulder. We stood in the doorway hugging, both of us not knowing what to do.

"It's okay sweetie," she said faintly, stroking my now brunette hair. "It's all going to be okay"