It has been a year since Mama got married to Jungkook's father. We all moved to a new house. At first, I wasn't happy, but seeing Mama happy, I pushed aside my feelings and smiled for her sake. I love her a lot, she struggled so much for me.
The first two weeks after the wedding, the newly wed couple went on a honeymoon to Bora Bora, leaving Jungkook and I alone with our relatives constantly checking on us.
I wasn't planning to be all comfortable with Jungkook and I tried avoiding him at home but it was all futile since he wasn't co-operating. He would always show me a meme he thought was funny, but it wasn't or he would try to cook for me but I ended up taking over, or he would watch a movie with me and end up sleeping on me.
He tried to be comfortable with me.
When our parents returned from their honeymoon, Jungkook and I were the opposite of those brother-sister animes.
He was the clingy brother.
I was the tsundere sister.
