Your mother went into the kitchen as your father looked around. You stood still, slightly nervous. When he called your name, you jumped a little.

"Yes?"

"Stop standing there, come give your father a hug, it's been a while."

You gave your father a hug.

"How have you been?"

"I've been good. How about you, what brings you here?"

Your mother came into the living room with a coffee mug in her hands to give to your father.

"Thank you. I'm here because-

"He wanted a vacation from work. He's the boss of a company overseas, isn't that right?" Your mother interrupted.

Your father looked at your mother. When you spoke he got a little surprised and turned to you again.

"Do you really own a company?"

"That's right. All those days of work finally paid off. So I wanted to visit you and your mother."

Your mother scoffed and rolled her eyes. "I'm heading to bed now, I have work in a few hours." She left and you stayed in the living room with your father.

"I think you should head up too. I'm going to sleep here."

"Alright, I'll bring you a blanket."

You go upstairs to retrieve an extra blanket. When you gave it to him, you went to bed, but you couldn't go to sleep with all the thoughts in your head.

"Why did he come all of a sudden? I couldn't even have a normal father and daughter conversation. Mother didn't even seem surprised about the visit. Did she know he was coming?"

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You wake up and head downstairs. You look over to the couch but your father wasn't there nor his belongings.

Was it all a dream?

You shake your head. You then grab your phone and your wallet and went towards the door to buy some snacks. You opened the door and see your father on the other side.

"Ah, Y/N, are you going somewhere?"

"Umm... just a walk, that's all."

You didn't want to angry your father during his visit, so you had no other choice to lie.

"Alright..."

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"Y/N, it's getting late, you should head upstairs and go to bed."

"Oh come on, it's the weekend, let her stay up late."

"Do you set the rules around here? No."

Before your father could say anything else, she gave him a stare as if she was reminding him why he came here. She again told you to head to your room.

"I'm just saying there's no need to be strict. You don't want her to be like you when you were younger, do you?"

"Shut up. Don't you need you pack your things you unpacked-

"I didn't really unpack anything."

"It's better that way."

You felt horrible. Your mother and father fighting, and just after he took the time to visit you.

"Y/N, do you know the reason why your father came here?"

"You said it was for vacation."

Your mother left the room, but coming soon after.

Your father sighed. "Not exactly, Y/N..."

Your mother returned but, with your suitcase.

"Remember when you said you wanted to live with me?"

"Yeah, I said maybe, but I didn't mean now. Why are my suitcases ready?" You stand up from your seat. " I don't want to go. I'm not going. "

"Y/N, remember when I told you if you got another bad grade, what would happen to you? Do you remember that?"

"Of course I do. And I haven't gotten a bad-

"You're wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"Why do you have and F on a project?!"

Your eyes widened. "What?! And F?!"

"Yes, an F."

"The teacher probably didn't enter the grade yet. I turned it in."

"When did you turn it in?"

"Last Thursday-

"But the project had a due date. A week from last Friday. Why do you turn it in a week late?!"

"The teacher said he'd give us more time to finish-

"He said that you asked for more time."

"I-I asked?! But I never asked for more time"

He said he knew about my mothers plan.... he lied?!

"I told you I would send you overseas with your father if you got another bad grade. But you didn't listen to me and this is what you get. The reason your father is here is to take you back to live with him. I complete the things I say." Your mother grabbed your arms and tried to pull you towards the door. You tried your best not to move.

"I told you I'm not going!"

"I already bought the plane tickets."

"Well then you wasted your money because I told you, I'm not going!"

"It's your fault you don't listen!" Your mother was still trying to pull you.

"Stop!"

"Stop struggling! I told you I wasn't going to raise a failure!"

You finally get out of your mothers grip. Tears were running down your cheeks. "I'm not a failure. I do my best to get good grades. I try to make you happy by being at the top of my grade, more like the top of my school. But if that doesn't make you happy, then I don't know what will."

Your mother doesn't seem to be moved my your tears or your words.

"You're going to miss the plane!" She tried to reach for your arms again but you didn't let her.

"I already told you I'm not going!" You run out of the house. Not giving a care in the world that it's raining.

"Y/N!"

(Dashi) Run. Run. Run.(I had to ._.) was the only thing you could think of right now. You had no where to go, so you went to Chanyeol's house.

When you arrived, you knocked on the door. Your tears mixing with the rain. It was getting cold and no one answered the door.

Chanyeol isn't even here. I ran here without thinking.

You called him many times but he didn't answer. After many failed calls, you lean against the door.

what do I do now, there is nowhere to go.

You look at your phone. It's been 30 minutes since you arrived. Closing your eyes you remembered who also lives near Chanyeol's house.

Jimin.

You weren't sure at first, but it was getting really cold, and besides you didn't have any other choice.

When you arrived at Jimin's house, you knock on the door.

No answer.

You gave up, everything felt like it was against you today.

You were about to leave, but the door opened revealing Jimin. You weakly smiled in happiness.

"Y/N? What happened?"

You opened your mouth but no words came out.

"Come in." He grabbed your hand, leading you into his house. "Wait here, I'll bring you some of my clothes you can change into."

You went to the bathroom and put on Jimin's clothes. You looked in the mirror and saw that Jimin's clothes fit you a little big. Which was good.

You walk out and see Jimin on the couch.

"Come sit, I want to know what happened."

You sighed before you started to explain. "I ran away from home, because I got a bad grade. I almost got sent overseas."

"How bad was the grade?"

"The grade was an F."

"What? Don't you always get good grades?"

"No, it was the project assigned to us. That's why I always tried to push you to do it. If I got a bad grade, I would have been sent to live with my father in the U.S."

"You should've told me this since the beginning."

"I didn't think you'd care."

Jimin let a sad expression overcome his face, but he quickly changed the subject. "Did you wait in front of my house?"

"No, I went to Chanyeol's house but forgot he wasn't there. I stayed there for a few minutes trying to contact him."

"Oh..." Jimin sounded annoyed and disappointed hearing you say that.

"Them I remembered you lived close, so I came here."

You sneezed many times, obviously indicating you were getting sick.

"Wait here, I'll bring you some medicine."

When he brought it you, you looked at the small bottle for a while, making you chuckle.

"What is it?"

"No, it's just that this is the same medicine Chanyeol gave me when I was sick. It reminded me of him."

Jimin couldn't take it anymore. He stood up. "Why are you always talking about him?! How come you went to his house first and not mine?! Now the medicine? I can't take it anymore."

"What's wrong with talking about him? He's my best friend-

"I get jealous, okay?!"

"Jealous? Why-

"Because I like you, Y/N!"

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