A story about a girl who finds out her mother's deepest darkest secret, and goes to search for he long lost brother while battling depression all before loving Bangtan and life!
OOOOOOH MY GOD. My brother is Kim Seokjin of BTS.....no I'm being crazy. Mother and Father are probably doing this as a prank...right?
"I'm going out!" I shout as i leave the house. I stop outside to lace up my Converse ( Converse High ) and leave.
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(Hana is wearing this. I know it's a typical thing in those Y/N ffs but I'm too lazy to describe the outfits she's wearing)
I text Hyejin that it's an emergency, and she texts back right away. I make my way to her house, which is about a 15 minute walk from my place. I reach her house quickly and bang on the door urgently.
"LEE HYEJIN!" I shout, and I hear footsteps thudding around inside, and she opens the door, pink-faced, with her phone. She waves to me, and invites me in. I breathe a sigh of relief as the familiar atmosphere surrounds me.
"So, it's an emergency. What happen?" She asks, and I sit down on her couch. Hyejin mimics me, and sits down. I inhale sharply, before telling her about everything.
"So now I think we're SIBLINGS! But I don't even know him. My mother and Father are probably pranking me, right?" I ask nervously, and Hyejin looks deep in thought.
"When did you say you were born? What month and day? And let me compare it." She says intensely and I whisper " December 9th" to her, and she nods. Taking out her phone, she takes a photo of me.
"Send me a photo of you as a baby." She says, and I do so hesitantly. I search through my camera roll for a while, and after finding one where I don't look angry, I send it to her. "I'm gonna layer it." She replies to my silent nervousness. After about 5 minutes, she gasps. Showing me her phone, she switches through the layers, and it's me of course.
"Yeah. I look like that. So what?" I ask angrily, and she sighs.
"I did it with the one you sent me, and it was you. But I ALSO screen shot the photo that the Kim family sent out, layered it, and IT'S YOU!" She says, and I yank her phone out of her hand, and see for myself.
And no lie, that's me. It's.....it's me. So it's true. I'm the younger sister of Kim Seokjin.
I'm not a Song Hana....
I'm a Kim Hana.......
NO NO NO! THIS ISN'T TRUE
"I'm...gonna go." I whisper, leaving her house. I run home, but stop about a few minutes away. I see a payphone, and inhale sharply, and go to it. Shutting the door to the phone box, I put in a few coins, and dial in 112 (that's the Korean police and crime number. I had to do my research 😥I don't like research)
"112, what's your emergency?"
"I'd like to make an anonymous tip off. Regarding a missing child. For 19 years. Kim Hana." I whisper, and immediately the women asks questions, more than I could process because I almost started sobbing. Every detail I gave, matched to the case file. Every date I gave matched to the missing account. I give her the address to where I live, and she thanks me endlessly, but I can't stand and listen to her. I need to get home. NOW!
Hewwo lovlies. How ya doing? I know this chapter is sorta short but I was personally SHOOK with myself with how this chapter turned out. Hope ya'll are shook, too. Once again, if you want to recommend anything, here is my email. Email me if you have any questions, comments, or concerns
