"JIHYUN YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!"
My mother, Hoseok, knows I hate being late. But he also knows I hate being rushed.
"IM COMING EOMMA!" I shout, walking out of my room. I walk down the stairs and into the living room, "Good morning uncle Tae~" I smile, giving him a quick hug. "Yah! What about me??"
My uncle Jimin HATES being left out. He even gets jealous because he thinks I prefer my uncle Taehyung, and he's right.
"Good morning uncle Jimin~" I smile, hugging him as well. "Where's Jungkookie Oppa?" I question.
I've always called Jungkook my Oppa. Mostly because he's been the best big brother in the world ever since I was adopted.
"I'm right here dongsaeng~" He smiles. I smile back and hug him tightly. "Daughter~" My mother calls. I sigh and pull away from Jungkookie Oppa, "Bye everyone~ I love you!"
"Bye sweetpea," My appa, Yoongi, smiles. He kisses my forehead and ruffles my hair, "I love you." I smile back and kiss his cheek, "I love you too Appa~"
When I was first adopted, My mother and father were shocked when I began to call them my Eomma and Appa. They hadn't expected me to adapt to them so quickly.
"Alright sunshine, come on. School time~" My mother says, opening the front door. I nod and follow him outside to the car.
Whenever he takes me to school I always get asked if he's my biological dad, since we look alike. But honestly, I look like both of my parents - my real parents.
I don't think of Hoseok and Yoongi as adopted parents. I think of them as my actual parents - the ones I had been missing for almost 12 years.
Yes. I spent almost my entire life at the orphanage. Ever since I was a baby I had been an orphan, and taken care of by the Hansung Orphanage. Then, of course, my parents came to get me.
I hop out of the car and bid my mother goodbye. I walk up to the large double doored entrance of my highschool, and sigh.
School...
