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twenty nine

Chaeyoung

A lot of people came to visit me in the hospital, even BTS. Well- except Jungkook. He didn't come and check up on me. I was not even an 'are you okay?' text worth it. So there I was , laying in the hospital. The doctors were running tests on me, trying to fix me.

But the only thing that needed to be fixed was my heart, and that was the truth. Jeon Jungkook, my childhood friend who I once trusted so much, had shattered my heart into a million pieces. I bit my lip as I recalled all the things we did together. I was happy I had my memory back,  but at the same time it killed me.

And how could my mother, my own blood, hide all of this? She knew about Jungkook and BTS. And BTS themselves, they knew I knew them. Was this all a game to them? 'wait till our childhood friend gets her memory back, but until then we'll fake everything because..that's fun!' we'll let her believe shit and then break her, hooray!'

I sighed as I realized how fucked up everything was at the moment. My life was a mess. I was a mess. But another good thing about getting my memory back is the fact that I remember everything from AML. How it started- how I learned how to hack etc.

3 years ago, 

AGE CHAEYOUNG: 15

"You should kill yourself, loser!" My bully from ninthgrade told me as she pushed me against my locker. I groaned in pain and bit my lip in order to try and stop myself from crying. "Leave her alone!" I looked to see who was trying to protect me. Jin.

"Ah, Jin Oppa!  Me and Chasung were just playing around, we were joking, weren't we?" She gave me a fake smile and I spit in her face. "My name's Chaeyoung, not Chasung." She grabbed a fistful of my hair and kept yanking on it, making me cry even more. Luckily, Jin was there to stop the fight.

The fight ended quickly and before the teachers could step in and 'do' something, Jin had already taken me to the basement of the school where my friends and I always hung out. "Are you okay, Chae?" I was sitting on the green couch that was close to being broken as Namjoon asked me how I was doing.

"Yes." I nodded my head bravely and Namjoon chuckled. "It's okay to not be okay, Chaeyoung." I looked in his brown eyes and gave him a hug. Namjoon was always like a brother to me, I could always count on him and was there when I needed him the most. 

Not much longer after I finished hugging Namjoon, the rest of our friends came. "CHAEEEEEE! I heard what happend, are you okay?" Hoseok came running towards me with his arms wide open. After that the rest followed. Taehyung, Jimin, and Jungkook, Yoongi, Jin and Namjoon were all trying to cheer me up- and it was working.

"I wish Ha-Eun was here too." I said referring to my best friend who was sick at home. "We all do, but she needs rest, and by the way, so do you." Taehyung said as he smiled kindly at me. "I wish they could stop harassing you for once." Yoongi spoke up as anger burned up in his eyes.

"I have an idea. Instead of being the victim, why don't we become the bully?" Jungkook said as his eyes sparkled up. "That's not a good idea. We shouldn't lower ourselves to their level, we should be better than them." Jin spoke up wisely but I was too stubborn.

"I like the idea." I immediately spoke up as I was boiling with anger. I was done being a victim. The idea of revenge seemed lovely. The idea of breaking people instead of getting broken. The idea of playing people instead of getting played seemed amazing.

But it wasn't amazing or lovely. It was bad. I became my own worst enemy, my own nightmare. 

Jungkook smirked at me. "You think my idea is good?" A light blush creeped onto his face and I nodded. "Let's do it." The rest of my friends didn't like the idea, but went on with it anyways to make me happy. But little do they know later in life they wouldn't like the idea either, they would love it.

I created AML.

I turned sweet boys into monsters.

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