Garden -| a Taehyung fanficion |-

Roses

What is the force that drives humans the most? Is it love, hate, pain, fear...? The list can go on forever. This question often crosses my mind when I am trying to find my passion. I love to dance, but I'll never be as good as my brother. He is literally the best dancer to ever exist in my opinion. How do I top that? What emotion can push me to do my absolute best?

I'm interrupted from my thoughts when I hear a young mans voice.

"Cha-Rae come down and eat something." His voice was as sweet as honey when he spoke to me.

"I will be down shortly." I replied not giving him a glance but instead continuing to stare at my ceiling.

After taking a few moments to clear my thoughts I push myself up from my super comfy bed and head to my door. As soon as I open my door the smell of delicious food charges into my room. That's my big brother for you. Even though we are twins he seems to be good at everything while I am only good at my studies.

I make my way down stairs to see a wonderful meal set on the table. "Hoseok!" I yelled cheerfully as I went and jumped on his back. "You always make the best meals!" I said as I proceeded to kiss him on the cheek as a thank you gift. I then let him go and sat down at the table.

Before I began to eat I looked up at Hoseok and smiled. He smiled back and nodded for me to start eating. He always cooked for me since our parents didn't live with us. They went to work in the US but my brother and I didn't want to go. We stay alone in this big house that we don't even fully use.

After I got done eating I noticed a tense vibe in the air. It seemed to be oozing from none other than Hoseok which was strange. He was never like this unless there was something wrong or he was nervous about something.

"Is everything okay?" I asked him uneasy to what the answer might be.

My voice seemed to have shocked him a bit. He looked up and smiled.

"I need to talk to you about something important." His voice didn't sound loving like it usually does. Instead he sounded as if he was disappointed.

"Your grades are not getting any better as time goes on. I had no choice but to tell our parents." My heart sank. That was the only thing I felt like was my specialty and it was just taken from me. I knew what was coming.

"It is time for you to come back to school. No more home schooling." He then continued to talk about how it was already all sorted out. The paper work and so on.

I was a bit upset but what else was I supposed to do. I had been home schooled since my freshman year of high school. I hated going to public school and now I have to go back my senior year.

As I tuned back in I heard him say, "You knew what the deal was. This is a consequence for your actions." It was tough love but it still hurt.

I started to cry. I didn't want to go back. I didn't want to be picked on again. In middle school that was all it was. They just picked on me because they thought I was ugly. I was going through changes and they made fun of me for it.

As all those memories came back my crying started to get heavier. My brother noticed and halfway knew why. He had been going to public school all these years and knew of all the drama and bullying that went on. He thought I was just nervous.

Hoseok just hugged me not really knowing what else to do. I lifted my head and looked him in the eyes.

"Do we have the same classes?" I asked him my voice shaking a little bit.

He averted his gaze. "I tried to get classes together but it just wasn't going to work. I am sorry." He paused for a moment and then looked me in the eyes again. "You have grown into a beautiful young woman. You are strong and independent! Maybe you can even make some friends now that you will be in a more social environment." He added which made me stop shaking.

"no" I whispered. I then got up and left to my room.

As soon as I got to my room I went in and locked the door behind me. That is when the water works really began their show. I just cried into my pillow until I could cry no more.

Eventually I started to think about it. 'It is just one year. I can make it through as long as Hoseok is there by my side.' I hugged my pillow and prayed that this would be easy for me.

Things like this never seem to work out though do they...?

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Hello! I rewrote the first chapter due to the plot line matching a bit better with the second chapter. There is more explanation and things seem more realistic in my eyes. Thank you for reading!