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part seven; secrets in a normal life

"All This just makes me more curious about everything, hyung!" A voice made Jimin to turn and see the black headed.

"Taehyung? I tought Jin hyung forced you to go get groceries with him?"

"That wasn't funny....my back hurts from carrying all those patatos to the kitchen..." and the look on his face and figure, was a proof to that.

Jimin bursted into laughter. And Taehyung looked at him, confused. The brown headed would never laugh out loud at something that simple.

"Let's go, hyung. A long walk awaits us..." Taehyung said, as he walked away to cross the street. Leaving Jimin, drowned in his thoughts.

After a moment, Jimin snapped to reality and ran to catch up with him.

Something about her didn't feel right.
He knew there was a reason for that girl to show up, but what was the reason to all the events?

"Hey,Taehyung..."

"Yeah?"

"Don't you think...something is...odd?"

He wasn't sure if he could tell that to Taehyung, who was always careless about things, but in that moment, he was the only one he could talk to.

"Odd? Yeah...you going to the library with Hoseok hyung to teach math to a girl!" He said, as he put pn his headphones.

"It's not like I wanted to! Hyung told me he'll just take me here but entered the library instead..."

"So that was about hyung, not about (Y/N)." Taehyung had always liked teasing Jimin like that.

"You talk like you've lost your memory."

"It just feels better to know nothing, hyung..."

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The little girl walked on tip of her toes to avoid making any sound as she walked down the stairs.

"Where's (Y/N)? Have you seen her?"
"No, but don't worry, she must be playing in the garden."

No one knew the little (Y/N) was going down stairs to take a look at the basement, which actually was old but she was extremely excited to just open its wooden door.

'But why does grandpa never let us inside? What if there's something scary inside?'

a bit scared, she still managed to open the door to the little room.

'What is grandpa hiding? Could it be a big, big dragon? Or maybe a cute unicorn?' As a child, her imaginary went wild easily.

She opened the door slowly and peeked her head inside the room. Maybe the unicorn was hiding somewhere?

'Nothing's here...? Can I take a look at the inside then?' She opened the door completely and stepped inside.

But as she wanted to take her first step and go further, she heard a voice from behind her ear.

"Why are you here? I told you not to come here" it was her grandfather, holding her hand, pulling her put of the room gently.

"Sorry...what are you keeping there?"
"Nothing interesting, my dear. Just papers."

Maybe he was right and that room was just an old basement filled with papers and books...?

'My head hurts....'

"Don't come here again sweetie. Ok?"
"I won't. There's nothing there, anyways..."
They both passed the stairs way and headed to the yard, where the girls grandmother was setting the lunch table.