Her; Serendipity 承

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My keys jingled while I unlocked the door to my apartment. The door swung open and Yoongi walked in first, looking around at his new home.
"I know it isn't the best but I hope you like it. Your room is down the hall, the last door on the right. Next to it is the bathroom and you can explore the rest, I'll be here if you need anything" Yoongi nodded and retreated into the light-filled hallway. I lied down on the couch with candy next to my head, I turned slightly to face her.
"If Yoongi's story is correct, then that means the police lied. But why though? Who has a grudge against him?" I shook my head at Candy in confusion. Candy stared at me, she seemed confused at well. I don't know either Jin, the silver haired young man seems pretty reliable, from what I can tell, he seemed pretty traumatized when you were speaking with him. At that point I was convinced I was either losing my mind or Candy could psychically communicate with me. I looked back down at the cat to see an amused look in her amber/blue eyes. I would've thought by now that you knew I was psychic Jin, yes I can communicate with you through my mind, you can speak to me as well. It's a...mind link of sorts. Try it. My eyes widened as I realized I wasn't crazy. I reached out to her with my mind. This shouldn't be possible!
Jin you've got to be kidding me, you made a pact with..her.
I'll never get used to being able to talk to a cat.
Things aren't always as they seem Jin.
I sighed and sat up on the couch, grabbing my notes from earlier today. (as you've probably figured out by now, when there's words in bold it's probably jin talking to candy and when it's italics it's more than likely candy talking to jin. Otherwise bold is me, the author, and italics is jin thinking to himself) At first glance the notes I took today would look like a cheesy murder mystery but it was real. Someone framed Yoongi but Candy and I were completely stumped. As far as I knew, Yoongi wasn't connected to anyone. The realization hit me hard though, the old Yoongi didn't have connections but this one...I had no idea what kind of person he was or what kind of people he hung out with in his free time. I felt like a stranger to him... I picked up the old magazine I got recently and flipped through the article once again.
"So that's what they put in the article then?" I slammed it shut in surprise as I heard Yoongi beside me. He laughed loudly at my clumsiness and sat next to me. I noticed he was wearing my clothes.
"So I see you found my extra closet" I crossed my arms in mock offense, and glared, he looked shocked for a second but then smirked.
"It's my room now so those are my clothes, until I get a job they're mine" I laughed at his childish behavior and stuck my tongue out.
"if you're fine with wearing pick and white for awhile then go ahead, my clothes might be big on you though" a mischievous smile appeared on my face, and we both began laughing. After we both calmed down Yoongi spoke.
"I'll try not to use all of your clothes, I kind of just left everything behind. I want to start over" I nodded in understanding.
"You can use whatever you want, you shouldn't have a problem finding a job. You could always work as a secretary to the police Commissioner like me. I'm sure Mr. Kim wouldn't mind"
"I guess I could do that, could I come in to work with you to see what you do?" I smiled and nodded, on the inside I was squealing though because he was being adorable. I felt like I had a little brother and I loved it.
"Wait, I don't have any dress clothes" My grin remained on my face as the adorableness continued.
"We can go get you clothes tomorrow, I don't have work since its a Sunday, so we can go to the mall. I think there's a suit store there. We also need to find you a counselor" Yoongi's face turned sour at the comment.
I guess he didn't like that. The silver haired one seriously needs help though. He's traumatized Jin.
I know he is, I just don't want him to hate me for trying to help.
I looked across the room to where Candy was sitting on an old armchair my mother gave me. She flicked her tail and I could sense her irritation.
That's beside the point! You need to help him! He's hurting, isn't this what you wanted to do for them? Help them?
Alright alright, I'll take him, I don't understand why you're so upset about this.
I blocked her out from my mind and turned back to Yoongi, who was still frowning. I gave him my blank stare and he glared back. Our staring contest lasted a good 3 minutes until he caved.
"Fine, I need help" I smiled at my victory and got up from the couch to walk over to the kitchen. I sat down at the bar stool with my laptop and opened the internet. Searching psychiatrists near me I got a really long list of about 100 names. My eyes widened at the person rated number one.
H-Hey Candy?
I heard the light pitter-patter of paws on the floor and then Candy appeared up on the stool next to me. I scooted her closer so she could see the screen.
Do you think it's him? Jimin? I glanced down to see her expression troubled.
You should do some more research on him, the name says Dr. Park, but you know how common the name is. I nodded and returned my attention back to the screen and searched Dr. Park. Immediately I was met with thousands of articles and pictures of various people, there was an article a ways down called "Dr. Park Jimin: Korea's youngest and most successful psychiatrist shocks us with his work."

The young man called Park Jimin, shocks us today in an interview, he reveals the reason why he wanted to become a psychiatrist.
"Thank you for coming Dr. Park, please tell us, why did you want to become who you are today?"
"That's a great question. Eight years ago I found myself in the hospital, I remembered nothing, the doctors there told me that I had been abused and was tortured, they said my heart stopped but someone found me in time to save me. I couldn't remember anything about my life before the hospital. They asked me what my name was and I said Park Jimin because the name sounded familiar to me. I decided that's what I would be called. When I left the hospital I had nothing and the doctors there knew that so before I could even leave the property I was brought back."
"Wow that's amazing! So what happened after that?"
"They gave me a spare room in the hospital on the top floor, which no one ever used. So I stayed there for free and a few months later, the hospital found my birth records and apparently I was born there in Busan Central hospital."
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Another chapter completed! Jimin's story will continue in the next part so I hope you'll join me! :)  {unedited}