Not everyone has an easy life. Not everyone is born with that silver spoon shoved down their throats. And not everyone has abilities... ——— you hung your head low, your petite form burying itself in the shadow of the tall man before you as he yelled. "you're weak! if you can't keep up with the team, i suggest you quit before you bring everyone else down with you." he huffed. you bit your lip, trying your best to stop your eyes from going Niagara falls on you.
"i'm sorry, coach.." you muttered, shakily. he scoffed, "hey! go make yourself useful and get the team their water...its the least you could do than to stand there doing nothing but cry." he smirked, "also, get these sweaty towels away, and bring in some new ones."
you furrowed your eyebrows, you may not be on the team anymore but that doesn't mean that he could boss you around like that. "um, i'm sorry, Mr Lee but i'm not your servant, they can do those themselves so, why must i? and also, i quit so, you can't tell me what to do anymore." you snapped, before turning your heel and exiting the court.
"well, that was hella dramatic" you thought to yourself, shaking your head. you wanted to go home, you wanted to just scream and cry til your throat goes dry. Due to all the frustration you bottled, you just want to let it off your chest and let it out.
once you were home, your e/c orbs met with your best friend's own hazel brown ones. "Seungminie! i finally did it!" you smiled at him, he took the hint and smiled too, "you finally quit?! thank god! i knew track and field wasn't your thing!" he groaned.
you giggled and hugged him, "yeah! who would've thought?" you sarcastically remarked. "but yeah it really isn't..." murmuring, your voice softened as you bit your lip, recalling how you coach had looked down on you like as if you're the anchor that held everyone down.
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"hey, its okay..." seungmin brushed his fingertips against your cheek, resting his thumb as his other fingers tucked your hair behind your ear. "he's a dick!" seungmin chuckled. you laughed along with him, "yeah.."
the two of you held in each other's embrace until someone from behind scoffed, causing both your heads to turn. "so, are two going to just stand there and block the entrance to the kitchen or..." changbin's raspy voice asked. you rolled your eyes, before grabbing seungmin's hand, walking towards seungmin's bedroom, not forgetting to stick your tongue out at him.
"bitch.." changbin muttered. it's always been like this; you and changbin are never on good terms. since high school, he's been bullying you, along with his "on and off" girlfriend, park jisoo. they broke up and got together again for the hundredth time already.
jisoo called you names, which obviously aren't very pleasing to hear. Changbin, on the other hand, would normally watch you get beaten up by jisoo, and not say anything about it, as if all of a sudden he became mute.
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the two of them wouldn't stop bothering you. they judged you for everything you do and say. Although changbin and seungmin are brothers...they don't even seem like they're related at all.
"whatever.." you muttered as you entered his room, grabbing your book bag and placing it down on your lap as you sat on the edge of seungmin's bed. "honestly, i'm kinda hungry.." seungmin grumbled. you nod, agreeing.
"let's go have dinner now, can you cook?" he asked you. You immediately shook you head, recalling the time you burnt nearly half your house down while making an omelette.
"okay..then you'll go to changbin and tell him to come down when dinner's ready." seungmin requested. you shook you head again, "NO! absolutely not..you do know that him and i aren't on good terms, right?"
he sighed, "i know but please! all i need now is your help, after that you don't even have to talk to him." you relentlessly agreed after noticing how desperate seungmin sounded.
as you climbed the steps up to changbin's room, you heard soft grunts from his room, not putting a lot of thought into the sounds, you mindlessly pushed open his door.
"Oh! sorry!" you retreated away from the door at the sight before you; changbin was hovering over jisoo's body, doing unholy things to her. you were about to shut the door when changbin's foot kicked the door wide open.
you gulped at the sight, changbin was half-naked. he wasn't wearing a shirt, which had his 6 pack abs on display. "u-uh, whatever that was going on...you can go ahead and continue it...i was just going to inform you to come down for dinner." you stutter, averting your gaze.
"look, y/n..i'm sorry! i didn't mean to sleep with her, she doesn't mean anything!" changbin panicked. you frowned, why is he explaining himself to you?
"uh...is there a need to apologise? i don't care about who you want to do stuff with...i don't wanna know and i don't even care...just...come down for dinner..jeez." you spun around and went downstairs.
"well that was awkward.." you murmured.
———
dinner was silent, no one spoke. Jisoo left the house stealthily through the window without none of you knowing. you prayed she broke her heel, when she slid out of a window from a bedroom that's 2 floors high.
"seungmin.." changbin muttered. "how could you bring her here?!" seungmin cut his brother off. "you know damn well, she's never welcomed into my home."
changbin looked down, "i just.."
"oh no you don't! you just got horny and invited that bitch over without my consent." seungmin snapped. changbin sent a glare towards your direction, "you know what?! we wouldn't even have this conversation if only someone would've kept her mouth shut!"
"don't blame y/n for your mistakes! Jisoo is forbidden from entering my home! if you want here around, maybe go get yourself a home instead staying in mine!" seungmin huffed, the two boys sent glares at each other and you just watched them silently.
"y/n you shouldn't have went up and called me to come eat dinner, you're such a brat!" changbin snarled. your eyes widened at the name he called you by, "oh fuck you, changbin.." seungmin and changbin both gaped at your words, your use of profanity to be exact. you were never one to use vulgar language at all, so what changbin has said, finally unscrewed the bottle of frustration and anger in your head and now you're pouring out its contents into your words.
"did you just—"
"yes, i'm aware that i cursed, mr obvious." you scoffed. "i'm so done with the two of you fighting, it never goes well and it only escalates—" you were cut off when changbin pointed towards you, "i wish to get out of this world whenever i see you!"
then, out of the blue, the table started to shake, along with the other furnitures in the house. you heard the pans in the kitchen clattering and being flung to ground by a force, almost as strong as if an earthquake is happening at that very moment and that's what they were all thinking about.
You couldn't put your finger on to what was going on since you're living in korea and there's hardly ever an earthquake. suddenly, everything went black.
