Taking Back What's Mine || BTS Fanfiction ft GOT7

Here I Go...

I was in my dorm when I got the call. "Alana this is Professor Kim, can we talk it's important?!" I looked at my phone, sure enough it was her number that called me. "Y-yeah I'm on my way over!"

I looked in the mirror, I fixed my now black hair with silver highlights. I put a beanie on, an oversized hoodie with silver puma sweats and my black and puma slippers.

I grabbed my phone, portable charger and Bluetooth headphone and my keys and wallet. Making sure I had everything, I closed and locked the door.

I walked out the form room building, walking to one of the many coffee and pastry stands. I grabbed a green tea and a chai tea and a few pastries for me and the professor.

I looked up at the sky, grayish clouds hovering. I could practically smell the rain, I loved the rain. I would sneak out of my dorm sometimes when it rained, I would low-key play in the rain. I did it as a stress reliever, it helped me all through high school and as of now.

I knocked on the door, she opened it. She was dressed down the same as me actually, I spit out my green tea I just took a sip of.

She laughed so hard clutching her stomach, If I had to be honest when she laughed she looked like the leader so much right now just the girl version of him it was so uncanny.

"Pro-Professor Kim I brought you, your favorite chai tea and some pastries to share. I would of made something but I didn't know if out talk would be long."

"Alana, come in. I think it best for you to sit down and tell you this. I sat down, putting my tea on a coaster. I brought the pastries setting them down, "What's this all about professor? Your kinda making me low-key worries right now."

Play the song

"Well You see Alana, it wasn't by accident you were transferred and got into this specific University. You see I know your adopted family very well, I use to work along side them almost 20 years ago."

I see her reach behind her, to see her bring out a picture. She hesitated when she handed to me, but I kept that information to myself.

"Alana, my son and his friends along with your pen pals all grew up with each other and your Oppa and you well till you were 8. As well as your real parents, we all use to be good friends. Till your parents stabbed me in the back along with Mark's parents, Mark is also your cousin. His mom and your mom are twin sisters."

I looked at the picture more carefully, where I see a boy holding a young me very protectively. The tears I've been holding back since I was kid, soon started to flow uncontrollably.

"Also I don't know if I should tell you this, but your adopted brother your real brother. We didn't want to separate you, but we ended up needing to because things became a little messy. A lot of people were hurt and killed, what I'm about to tell you does not leave this room. BTS & GOT7 well besides Mark know this and your Oppa. We were once all Mafia, till your birth parents decided they wanted everything. They threatened everyone's kids, that they would kill all of our kids. But we couldn't let you or your brother live that kind of life. So we made them the deal, we have up everything and we would take care of the both of you."

It was funny watching her watch me, she was waiting for me to cry or scream. But I don't think she was ready to hear me say what I had to say.

I stood up pacing, making her worry till I started laughing so hard I was holding my stomach.
I sat down grabbing my tea, I let out a sigh and said:

"You know, I've been waiting 10 years for someone to admit to me the truth. I'm so glad it was you, because Mark and Oppa are so stupid to try and talk in different languages thinking I wouldn't understand them. It was so hard to try and hold a straight face and act like I didn't understand anything. I also know that you are my Dad's little sister which makes Namjoon, oh excuse me RM my cousin as well. Don't let Mark or Oppa know I know, but they'll find out soon enough also that means JYP is my uncle right?"

"One more thing, what is Oppa really trying to do? Since his story about finding my birth parents is a load of Bullshit, of you don't tell me things will not be so pretty just ask RM what happened at the hospital and ask Mark if his stomach is okay."

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