Yerin's POV
I woke up feeling too dizzy.
"Eomma?" I voiced out weakly, still coping up with my blurry vision.
"A, nae ai! gwaenchan euseyo? (Ah, my child! Are you okay now?) Jeongmal! You make your mother worry so much!" my mom exclaimed, full of worries while caressing my hair.
My vision got clearer. I saw my mom, my brother whose chopping the apples at a distance, and Sojung unni who looks at me, full of concern.
" Jinjja! What have you done, huh? I was about to sleep when Imo (Aunt) called me that you passed out!"Sojung unni said with a worried tone yet, her face is about to get angry.
" Your blood pressure suddenly dropped... You got vasovagal syncope, you fainted because of your hemophoebia or fear of blood and maybe your memories back then triggered an extreme shock," my brother said.
I sighed.
I started to have fear on blood when my family, together with our relatives was involved in an accident.
Maybe I was 10 years old back then when the van we are riding crashed to a big, tough tree on our way back to Seoul. In that incident, I'm just the only one whose not critically injured or wounded. I became terrified with the sight of blood I saw on my loved ones that afterwards, I fainted.
" A while ago, we heard you scream in your room. As we enter, we saw you...fainted so I, as your good brother, I brought you here in our living room so that mom can check you..." I just rolled my eyes at my brother's narration making himself as the hero.
Well, he's a medicine student. My brother wants to be a doctor someday.
" But, Yennie... What's with the scenario at your room? " Eomma confronted.
Suddenly, I remember the sight of blood and creepy things in my room.
I covered my face because of great distress.
"Imo... maybe it's because of---," I immediately covered Sojung unni's mouth and showed her a face signalling her to shut up.
"Yerin...tell me..." eomma said, urging me to speak.
"I'm just going to call Sooyoung and Hayoung..." Sojung unni said after removing my hands from her mouth then, walked outside.
"Yennie?" my mom again called me,desperate to know what's happening.
I gulped.
"Eomma... It's nothing! Hahaha.. Uhm, I set those things---"
"Naleul sog-i jima (Don't make me a fool) , Jung Yerin!" my mom shouted angrily. I even heard my brother do the 'tsk tsk tsk' expression.
"E-eomma... Eomma," I think I'm going to cry right now! I really don't want my eomma and appa to be mad at me. "... honestly, I am being bullied. Everyday, I was pranked, and some even sent death threats to me..." I honestly admitted while playing with my hands.
"Eomma, you know Taehyung and I's story, right? Well, those girls that Tae had been involve before envied me... And these t-things happened ... including that scenario right at my room. And, I don't even know that they are s-so psychopath as this..." I added.
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Distance: Our Truth Untold (Taehyung X Yerin FANFIC)
أدب الهواةKTH x JYƦ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ɢᴏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛ? ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ? ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴꜰᴀʟʟ, ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ? ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ, ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴛʀʏ? ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴄʀɪꜰɪᴄᴇ? ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ? ...