For 16 years, Lisa is living under the name of her twin sister, Reese. She didn't have a name to keep. Reese is not born healthy and as her twin sister, Lisa became the source of her sister's life for years. The only identity that she can keep is be...
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I fluttered my eyes open with Jungkook's strong arms around my waist. I woke up with his warm breath tickling my ear. I decided to get up and reach for my night dress on the floor. I heard him groaned but I kissed his cheek, getting him back to sleep. I get off the bed and walked to grab my phone in my bag before heading downstairs to get myself a glass of cold water. I glanced at the wall clock by the corner and realized it's two in the morning.
I sighed and turned my phone on. I waited for a few seconds and felt it vibrated for upcoming messages. I also listened to a couple of voicemails. Most of them are just from Chae reminding me about the changes of my schedule tomorrow.
But I am merely waiting for the familiar voice of my best friend which I haven't spoke with in days. Please, Bam. Can you at least let me know you're still alive? That prick needs to have a serious neck slice from me.
A missed call also registered from my sister's contact ID. I bite my lower lip. I hope she's getting better. The last time I saw her was the night of the exhibit and she looked in so much pain that I can't even watch her from that screen. That night, I promised to take her somewhere we can see the fireworks. I should visit her today.
I jumped and sit on the counter. My fingers still busy scrolling on my social media accounts to get some clues about my best friend. It's been-- what? A week the last time I talked to him. And he's not even reading my personal messages.
I bite my lower lip and brushed my hair with my hands. Please tell me he's alright.
"Can't sleep?" I suddenly hears Jungkook's voice as he walks to me. I felt his arms wrapped my waist as he places himself in between my legs.
"Yeah." I answered softly before he moved to give me a quick kiss. I gave him a small smile as I run my fingers on his messy hair.
"Did you throw up again?" He asked, opening the fridge to get himself a bottled water and drinking from it. That made me frown. Does that mean Reese used to throw up at this hour and he knows it?
"No. I just-- can't go back to sleep." I answered and shrugged. "I'm craving some ramen."
He giggled. "That's the first time. Let me cook it for you." He said and worked on cooking me some ramen.
I smiled. "Do you actually know how to cook that?" I teased, watching him.
"A korean who doesn't know how to cook his own ramen is not korean." He answered and winked at me. I giggled and just watch him wait for the water to boil.
"Why did you buy it?" I suddenly asked, making him look at me with his wide-doe eyes. "The painting."
He smiled, realization hits him. "You look different in that painting. I like you that way. The way you are now." He answered and smiled at me. "I might probably the dumbest human being for not seeing that side of you." He said again and turned on the ramen he is cooking there. "This side of you is just-- captivating. You became fearless and I like that."
