you're in danger, ms. hirai

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🗣language warning🗣

🤠long ass note at the end but pls read🤠

*Jeongyeon's POV*

After a long and confusing walk mixed in with a couple of wrong turns, the girls and I finally made it to what seemed to be the orphanage. Or at least an orphanage.

From what Momo was able to tell us, she found the address online after her and Sana's parents found the adoption documents.

Sana says that she never came here, she just remembers her parents bringing Momo home one day when they came back from a business trip and the rest was history.

And thanks to some kid, Momo can't remember much either.

Her earliest memories are of Sana and her parents. But, besides that, Momo remembers being pushed into a wall (and a lot of blood, whaaa) when she was younger, causing her to lose her most of memory, along with her intelligence.

But we all assume that it happened here, this would explain why she can't remember anything from her years in this place.

"Well, is this is it? Are you sure?" Nayeon looked around nervously.

We hadn't seen any fans or paparazzi since the airport, hopefully they haven't found out where we're staying, but word travels around fast.

We're just hoping they don't find the other girls first, because then they'll be wondering where the rest of us are.

"This place looks abandoned." Sana said in a hushed tone.

"This is the only thing that came up when I looked up the name." Momo frantically scrolled through her phone, trying hard not imagine her childhood being spent in a dark place like this.

"C'mon guys, we can't waste time, the girls are stalling for as long as they can, let's try to get to them as soon as possible." I tried saying it in a courageous voice, but even I could call my bluff.

I slowly lead the girls up the steps to the entrance; the door was made of an old, archaic wood that was encased in a tattered, dark gray stone.

And despite the building itself giving off a spooky vibe, the architecture was undeniably beautiful.

When we reached the door, I gave a soft knock and waited for a bit. There was no response. I knocked again, this time, with a little more feeling.

Still nothing.

"Ya, Jungyeon, you're doing it wrong, it's like this." Nayeon used her entire arm to bang on the door.

I swore that everyone within a ten mile radius heard the earthquake Nayeon was creating.

We all waited, anxious and scared, circled around the orphanage's entrance.

We could hear soft shuffling coming from inside. In a loud and dramatic swoosh, the tall and rustic door swung open.

This moment marked the opening of Pandora's Jar for us and for Momo.

It's contents would come at a very big price, for her and her future.

*Nayeon's POV*

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