chapter 3

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J I S O O   P O V

walking into the living room, hands behind my back and slowly shuffling towards my parents, mom tries to drag me into their conversation,
"don't be putting your anger on me honey, look at our daughter! she's useless and does nothing around here! she even came home late. you should be getting angry at her."
"but mom, i messaged you saying i'll be finishing a project for school. you said it was fi-"
she hits the back of my head with the palm of her hand and immediately, i knew it was my cue to stop talking.
"oh talking back now aren't we?" she glares at me only for few seconds before i can no longer maintain eye contact and focus on looking at me feet.

dad scoffs but soon nods his head. "we should discipline her then. it has been a while and it seems she still doesn't understand what it's like in the real world. go and teach her a lesson, i'll deal with her soon." he sits back on his chair and continues watching tv.

dragging me by the ear with my legs clumsily following after her to the room across my bedroom, she slams the door shut. she roughly takes off her belt that was holding onto her jeans and starts whipping me with it. this is how she manages to remain completely unharmed from my father's wrath whilst enjoy my suffering and also release her stress and anger.

my arms are instinctively raised to cover my face and after a few hits, she stops and starts kicking me in the stomach, drawing me to the corner. after what seemed like hours, one swift punch to my cheek knocks me out cold.

damn, it hurts.

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S E O K J I N   P O V

to prepare for tonight's dinner, i decide to restock the fridge and acquire all the ingredients at the nearest convenience store. i take the usual route to school but make a slight detour and turn left at the traffic lights, arriving at the store within 10 minutes. gathering all that i need, i place them at the counter where i notice the cashier happens to be jisoo.

"i've never seen you work here before." i questioned and watch her gracefully scan the products.
"i handed in my resumé ages ago and they've only finally replied to me recently. i am a newly hired so that's why."
"oh okay, that's good then."
"yep, i gotta help out my family at some point."

she scans the groceries and puts them in a plastic bag to the the side. whilst handing the money to her, i noticed her cheek was bruised and she had a busted lips that looked fresh. it wasn't there yesterday. "hey, what happened to your face? it looks like you took a beating."
"oh uh" she looks around the room, slight panic in her eyes that she tries to hide by avoiding eye contact. "i... fell down... the stairs. yep, i fell down the stairs."

i consider the possible injuries that can be inflicted on oneself when falling down the stairs but i'm not one to know so i begin to worry how jisoo's small frame endured such pain. "holy shit, that's so dangerous. i can't even imagine the pain you're feeling."
"uh yea but it's not that bad, i didn't bleed or anything so nothing serious."
"well you should be resting. do you need me to help you with anything? like restocking the shelves or something, i can help."
"don't worry about it, it's my job, i can handle anything!" she smiles widely, lifting her right arm to flex off her 'muscles'. her thick jumper doesn't exactly help, in fact it only made her frame look smaller and more vulnerable.

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sorry guys, just a filler chapter and i know jin's pov are really short but they do start getting more lengthy when shit starts to get down. anyways thanks for reading, much love!

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