Before..
"Oh, can i get a tissue?" You ask while closing your nose so your voice turns hoarse.
"Of course." The guard mentioned as he gave one to you. You take it and start using it until you realise...
Now...
The tissue started to color into... red. Your eyes get wide. "Ige mwoyo!? (What's this!?)" You shout worriedly, nearly falling down. Everyones eyes turn to you as concern got placed on their faces. The reporters started writing stuff down on the papers as you get dizzy again.
"What's happening!?" You shout once again as the guard gives you another tissue.
"Sit down, i will call help." He mentioned as the guard and your mom dissepeared for some supplies. Your brother helped you sitting down as he helped you with stopping the bleeding.
"Y/n, are you sure you're okay?" He asked as he kept the tissue on your nose, squeezing it a little to stop it.
"Yes" you speak through your nose as the lightness got worse. You didn't want to make anyone be worried. You needed to find the article and do a good job. No matter what.
"You should stay here. In Ha and i will find another case for you, okay?"
"I can do this myself!" You call out, feeling how much energy beign drained out of your body only just to louder your voice.
"What happened yesterday, Dongsaeng (nickname for younger sister/brother)?"
"I got scolded and Dal Po left me alone." you eventually spoke whilst blinking softly.
"Have you eaten yesterday?" You nod your head while your head kept bobbing a little.
"Scolded.. did you get another panick attack? Like those ones you had when Mom and Dad fought when we were little?" He asked, you keep your head still whilst looking at the ground.
Beom Jo sighed softly, licking his lips. "I swear, that Dal Po kid, he's no good." He mentioned as your gaze moved up to him.
Deep inside you knew he was right. You knew, after all these years, Dal Po wasn't a good person. At all. He used you, tricked his whole family by acting as if he was dumb and then the fact that he acts cold hearted.
"You're right..' you mumble, earning a light toned hum from your older brother along with a slight frown.
"I said that you're right, Beom Jo. He's the most stupid guy ever. He's so selfish and justㅡ" you sigh:"you're right." You ended your sentence as you felt a little bit dissepointed.
Beom Jo looked a little bit surprised. "Ya? You're not going to scold me?"
"Why should I?"
"I just talked bad about your colleague you know."
You chuckled softly, "You did." He gently wrapped his arm around you as your gaze moved to the reporters that were talking to your mom once again.
"Beom Jo?" You questioned whilst looking up at him with a tired facial expression.
"Hmm?"
"Neoe daehae shinggyeong manisseo (I care about you a lot)" You mutter as you earn a soft laugh from your brother.
YOU ARE READING
Just Like Before [Pinocchio]
FanfictionRated #1 in LeeJongSuk :) Seo Y/n. The little sister of Seo Beomju and an ex-classmate of Choi Dal Po. After 8 years that passed by, she finds herself being a reporter; a head reporter. Until the day she loses her occupation, taking a huge step back...