You were my only hope (BTS short story) J-hope
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  • Reads 4,287
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 33m
Complete, First published Feb 17, 2015
Bora wakes up after what seems like a long sleep with headache and most of all, a memory loss.

She doesn't remember anything. 

Her name, her family, her friends...

Absolutely nothing.

It doesn't help the fact that she can't move.

However, her family are right by her side, not hesitating to help.

If you were her, you would be relieved right ? Your family being there tell your story.

Anyone would, but strangely, Bora is suspicious about everyone.

Except... one guy.

She doesn't know if she should trust him but her instinct tell her to.

It's just an instinct but maybe he's her only hope to remember who she is.
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