New identity

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author's note:
You've probably been waiting for our taetae to appear. He's gonna make his first appearance in this chapter.....😆😆
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[[ Taehyung PoV ]]
Huffing I just lay back in the couch. We've just been practicing for 5 hours continuously. We all are extremely tired. I shuffle through my bag to find my phone.
**phone**
You have 4 new notifications

Mrs. Kang: dear! I don't even know how to say this but she's back!
Mrs. Kang: Su-yeon... She's back !
Mrs. Kang: she would reach Seoul in a few hours.
Mrs. Kang: she got carsick they are taking her to the hospital right now. I know that you will look forward to meeting her. Address:***********.

**end of phone**

I read it again and again. I couldn't believe it. She's back! I immediately rush to tell the news to the remaining members.
"She's back....Su-yeon.... she's back!"
"You mean the girl who went missing?!" Namjoon asks.
"Yes."
"Well then what are you doing here? don't want to see her?"
"Of course I do. That's why I'm here. Can I go?"
"Go." They all said together.
I rush out of the practice room as I call the driver to get the car ready. I run out of the building to see the car ready with the driver.
"To the hospital" I say to him catching my breath.

[[ y/n PoV ]]
I slowly open my eyes and see a bright light. For a second I think I'm in heaven. Then I realise... I would never go to heaven. Squinting I open my eyes. I'm in a hospital. Not a normal one though, a very posh one. I'm in a different dress. Someone must've undressed me. But I'm not ashamed. This is not the first time I woke up in a n unfamiliar bed, out of my clothes. I need escape before any cop or detective comes back. I see window. I'm only in the first floor. There would only be minor injuries, I think.
Suddenly I realise someone else is the room. He snorts before waking up.
"Ahh... I see you've woken up. How are you feeling?"
"Uhmm. Better. But who are you.."
"Oh I'm sorry. I'm Andopolis. I'm the head detective and I'm here to help your case."
He says rising up.
"Oh." Was all I managed to say. This guy is bad news.
"Your parents and boyfriend came to visit you while you were asleep. My partner is talking to them right now as we speak."
"They came?!" I tried to sound excited and surprised at the same time.
He chuckled seeing my excitement and said ,"yes."
"The nurse will be coming in now just give her what she needs okay?" He informed me.
"Okay." I reply before he walks out.
This is bad. Really really bad. I'm sure she would ask my blood. Them she would get my DNA. Then they will find out that I'm not Su-yeon.
The nurse enters. She does something around my swollen face. And then she takes the syringe. Sh*t.
"This won't hurt a bit."she says.
"Noooo. Pleaseeeee." I beg
"We have to miss. This is a procedure we have to follow."
I yank out a few strands of my hair. "Here will this do?"
"Uhh...I ..don't ..know ..miss" she sounds unsure. Got her!
"Pleaseeeee take this. I don't want anymore pain."I cry.
"Okay miss..." She takes the hair and puts it in a plastic bag.
"Oh before I forget. Your mother has left some clothes for you." She says pointing to a stack of neatly folded clothes.
"Ohh. Okay....thank you." I smile.
She leaves and I change into the clothes she left for me. Slightly faded jeans, a casual printed tee and a hair band. I tie my hair into a pony tail before I leave. Andopolis was waiting for me outside. He took me to his car and said that we will be going my parent's house. Or should I say Su-yeon's parent's house. The drive was quiet. I was slowly closing my eyes when he suddenly said,"we're here, Su-yeon. You're back home."
I fling open my eyes and see a huge house. Damn they must be rich. He opens the door for me. I slowly step out and see a woman and a man, probably in their thirties or forties, and damn a guy who looks around my age. But still looks like he came out of some fairytale. He reminds me of a prince in a story which my mom used to read to me when i was little. He looks looks like a Russian prince with that silver hair shimmering in the sunlight. I was staring at him. I peeled my eyes off him and looked at the mother who was hugging me and sobbing at the same time. She had a lot of love. Not like the one my dad used to fake in front of other people. This was different. This was real, pure love. Then I turned to the father, who was more of the same. Now to the boyfriend, I guess I remember Andopolis telling me something about her boyfriend. He pulls me in for a hug. He looks like he just came from a workout. But still he looks damn.
I thought I'd fooled everyone. When the boyfriend, who is still hugging me says,"you look and feel a lot different."

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