Switched

Chapter 7 - Who Are You?

Y/n's POV

There is more knocking on the door.
"Ya Taehyung!"
You want to cry.
You are not Taehyung, and you have no idea what's going to happen to you.
Then the door knob jingles, and before you can even process it the door swings open.
A man with brown hair and cat eyes comes in. He looks mad.
"Ya Taehyung. 당신은 4:00에 의해 준비가 될 예정 이었다," (You we're supposed to be ready by 4:00).
You blink your eyes in complete oblivion.
What did he just say?
The man sucks his teeth and looks at your bedroom. "Ya! 우리는 우리의 콘서트를 알고 있다. 왜 준비 하지?" (You know we have our concert. Why are you not getting ready?).
You open your mouth, but no words come out. What is going to happen?
If you thought the man was mad, you were just proved wrong. Now he is furious.
"Taehyung!" He yells.
"I'm sorry," you blurt out.
The man looks confused.
"Taehyung, 나를 겁," (Taehyung, you are scaring me).
You again have no idea what the man just said.
"I'm sorry. I have no idea what's happening to me. I am not Taehyung. Please don't hurt me." You run to the corner of the wall and you sit down with your arms over your head.
The man looks petrified. He clears his throat a few times and runs shaky hands through his hair. His legs are trembling.
"나는 내 인생에 맹세, 그것을 중지 합니다. 당신은 나를 괴물입니다," (I swear on my life, stop it. You are freaking me out).
He walks towards you and hands out his hand.
"Taehyungie, 어 서, 그냥 내 손을가지고," (Come on, just take my hand).
You shake your head and this time the tears fall. Big hot thick tears.
"I don't expect you to understand English, but I am not Taehyung. I don't understand you. I'm so sorry."
The man loses all of his color completely. His skin paler than snow.
He clears his throat and sits down across from you. You have to give him some credit. If you were in his position, you would dashi run out of there.
Wait a minute....

Why did dashi just pop into your mind?

What is the meaning of dashi?

Your thoughts are erased when the man starts to speak.
"Taehyungie, when did you learn English? It's really good, but I need you to stop messing around. We have a concert today. The staff are not happy."
Your eyes light up at the sound of a language that you can understand.
"You speak English?" You squeak.
You clap your hands and grab his hands.
"Thank you thank you thank you. I could kiss you right now." Then you realize that you just probably made the situation even more awkward.
You let go of the hands as if they were diseased, and you straighten your back.
"Please sir help me. I am not Taehyung, even though I am him. What I mean is that I'm in his body, but I'm not him. My name is y/n. I don't live in South Korea. My first language is English. I'm in school, I live with my parents and one sister. I have two dogs, one lizard, a cat, a turtle. I can assure you I am not Taehyung. Please don't freak out. Please."
It's too late though. The man is mortified.
"Who are you?"

The question lingers in your brain. There are many possible answers. "Y/n, a scared girl, a student, a daughter, a friend, a potato." But none of those answers seem fit for his question. You never really thought of this question before.
Who are you?

"I am y/n, and I have been experimented on. Sir please listen to me. I had a surgery, and this surgery was conducted in secret. I was given a chip inserted into my brain, which enables me the ability to transfer my consciousness into another person's body and theirs in mind. I switched with Taehyung's. This is why I'm in his body, but I have my own conscious. I am aware of my own memories and mother tongue. I do not know any of his memories or knowledge. Please believe me."
The man doesn't answer you, instead you study your own reflection in his eyes. His beautiful dark brown eyes. You are not sure if you can see through into his soul or if it's a reflection of yours, but you can see fear. Not a fear that you feel when you have a huge project at work or taking a big test at school. No. This fear is one that is coursed throughout your entire body.
A fear that is unnatural. Your mind and body are not working together.
The man gulps and starts to shake.
You want to break the tension, so you ask the first questions that pops to mind.
"What is your name?"
"Namjoon."
You nod your head.
"Nice to meet you Namjoon."
Namjoon stops shaking, and grabs your hand.
"Are you sure you're not Taehyung?"
You shake your head in shame.
"No."
Namjoon tightens his grip on your hand.
"So who are you?"
You sigh. "My name is y/n. And I'm actually a girl."
At the sound of this, Namjoon lets go of your hand.
"Stop playing around."
You groan. "Namjoon sir please I'm not lying. I'm telling the truth no matter how absurd it sounds."
He seems to understand, but won't accept it.
"You we're experimented on?"
"Yes."
"And your mind is in Taehyung's body?"
"Yes."
"So where is Taehyung now?"
You sigh. "He is in my body."
"And where is your body now?"
You grit your teeth.
"All the way on the other side of the world."
Namjoon looks ready to cry.
"I'm so scared right now."
You nod your head in understanding and lean over to hug him. He doesn't push you away, and hugs you back. Then he whispers in your ear.
"Taehyung, if you can hear me, please come back to us."
You shudder, and wish the same for yourself.