Y/N's POV

My 18th birthday is in 1 month.

When I turn 18 I am to rule Fantasia.

I have been preparing for this day my entire life, every lesson I have learnt on perfection was drilled into me a thousand times harder than any other child.

My mother is a loving person but she cares more about me being perfect than me being happy.

I was taught that happiness comes with perfection and I have never seen anything to doubt that other than my own self.

Everyone else I see around me is always smiling, always being happy.

Yet I've always felt something missing, something that stops me from feeling this happiness.

I feel as though I should not be here.

I don't belong in Fantasia.

But since I was born into royalty there is no way I would ever be thrown out.

People see my family's life as the meaning of perfect, everyone else aspires to make their lives like ours, but both Jungkook and I know that it is not the case.

Before when I said about everyone around me being happy and perfect, I did not mention Jungkook.

I believe he feels like me, but we have never been able to talk about these things since talking down on perfection is against the rules.

We have had many moments in our lives where we have hinted at things to each other and besides, I can see in his eyes he is not happy.

"Y/N dear? Please come and sit with us for supper now." My mother came to the living room where I was sat to ask me into the dining room. I followed her out with a smile on my face until I reached my designated chair and sat gently before crossing my right leg over my left.

My white pencil skirt was the perfect size to make crossing my legs the most comfortable way to sit. I picked up my small fork and knife before cutting into the meat on my plate delicately and placing into my mouth.

I chewed 5 times before swallowing.

My eyes lifted secretly to look at Jungkook sitting across the table from me. He ate in the same fashion I did, the same way we all did.

We were like robots.

But it was the same every day.

His eyes also lifted and met mine, he smiled a small bit and I returned the favour before we continued to watch our food as we ate.

By the time we had finished our meal, all at the same time of course since we each had the exact same amount and ate in the exact same way, I thanked my mother for the food before we all left the table.

I walked up the stairs to my bedroom before opening my white dresser and gathering the pyjamas I would wear tonight.

Since it was Friday I would wear my white silk long sleeved and legged pyjamas with Friday sewn beautifully in deep red on the left hand side of my chest.

I carefully folded the white shirt and pencil skirt I wore today before placing them on the shelf I had beside my bed, ready for the maid to switch them for tomorrow's clothes over night.

I untied my hair before brushing through it and then cleaning my teeth in the bathroom. I then washed my face and climbed into bed with my laptop sat on my lap.

It was only at this time I would be allowed to do as I wished without any disturbances. It is forbidden to do anything other than shopping or work on your computers.

As I sat and scrolled through the different shopping sites one caught my eyes that I had never seen before, they've added a new shop to Fantasia?

I hesitantly clicked on the link to this new shop but as it was loading I heard a knock at my door. I closed the lid of my laptop and sat up perfectly straight as I had slouched a little while nobody was watching.

"Come in." I called at a fairly quiet volume but enough to hear through the door, assuming it was the maid. To my surprise as the door opened my brother walked in.

"Jungkook? What are you doing, you're not allowed in here!" I whisper shouted, if he was caught at my room I'm not sure what would happen to us. "I know I know, I'm sorry, but you're my sister and I just need to talk to you, without having to act like some robot." He replied with an apologetic look before sitting on the chair at my desk.

"Fine, it's a good thing nobody else ever comes in here. What did you want to talk about?" I asked and he smiled, "anything... I just want to talk. You know I hate it here and I know you do too, we should leave Y/N." he breathed excitedly and I widened my eyes.

"Jungkook you know there's no way we can do that! Besides I'm going to rule Fantasia this time next month." He sighed and slouched into his chair, "sit up!" I scolded and he glared at me.

"I've had enough of trying to be perfect. Yeah so I look good, that's just because our parents look good, it's got nothing to do with me personally and I hate trying to act perfect. Because I'm not." He huffed and I immediately felt bad.

"I know how you feel, I've always felt like neither of us belong here. And I think that is what shortens us from reaching perfection, the fact that we don't want to be perfect." I smiled at him sympathetically and he sat up a little straighter.

"Sorry for barging in here, uh, what were you doing before I came in?" He asked and stood from the chair to sit on my bed with me, "oh, I was just going to do some shopping, actually, there was a new link I have never seen there before and I clicked it but it never got a chance to load." I explained and grabbed my laptop from beside me.

I opened the lid and typed in my password again before waiting for it to load. We both stared in anticipation until the bar was full and pictures started to appear.

My eyes widened at the photographs.

I had never seen anything like this before.

At first I was repulsed by the different images of crumbling houses and dead trees, the pictures of people with scars on their hands and of animals I had never seen, rather ugly animals.

But then I was in awe, at the bright orange light that danced in a circle of smiling faces that I'm guessing is the fire I have read about, at the billions of white specks in the swirls of blacks purples and midnight blues that I'm guessing are the stars at night I have heard about.

I scrolled and scrolled through picture upon picture of a different type of beauty I had never seen.

I tore my eyes from the screen to look at Jungkook beside me who also showed a face of wonder and admiration at the photographs.

He looked up to me and we both grinned.

"I want to be part of that world." He breathed.

I reached the bottom of the page in which we saw one last picture, one with a caption.

The picture was of a man, a man with what I was taught were flaws, but who seemed perfect in a different way.

He had pale pink hair, a colour I had only seen on female baby clothes, which was messy and flipped almost all to one side.

He wore an oversized black sweater with coloured patterns, colours that are not meant to be seen on clothes at all let alone all on the same piece.

His eyes were half lidded with a brown colouring above them which I knew to be makeup, forbidden in Fantasia of course, along with hooped pieces of metal hanging from his ears.

The pole he held and rested against along with the rest of the background was what I had heard to be called rusty and looked extremely ugly compared the beautiful look he had created beside it.

I studied the image with my mouth hanging open, which again was something forbidden.

I looked down further at the caption of the photograph:

Photo taken of myself: Park Jimin

I hope that if anyone sees my photographs, it will open your eyes to what is outside of Fantasia.
Thank you.
PJM

"Y/N?" I blinked and closed my mouth before looking to Jungkook who had called my name beside me, "yes?" I responded and he smiled.

"I want to meet him. I want to leave Fantasia. Come with me." He grabbed my hands, my eyes went wide as I stared at our hands. I moved my fingers and used my thumb to stroke his skin.

I had never held his hands before. Only ever my mothers when I was a lot younger. I don't think I've touched a human in years.

I looked up into his eyes and nodded slightly, "how do we get out?" I gulped nervously, I'm actually considering this...

"I-I'm not sure yet. We'll figure it out." He let go of my hands and I clenched my fists, longing for human touch again. I turned my head to face the window on the other side of my bedroom.

It was dark outside, "Jungkook its late, you should get to your room, we can talk more tomorrow." I turned to look at him again and he nodded gently.

"Thank you Y/N." he mumbled before hurriedly leaving the room.

I opened my fists and looked between my hands, why do we never touch each other here... why is such contact forbidden.

I couldn't help but think of the man from the picture.

Park Jimin

I wanted to feel his skin, hold his hand, wrap my arms around him.

I sighed as I flopped my back onto the sheets and moved my laptop onto the cabinet beside my bed.

I'm really going to leave Fantasia...

~🌸~

- A.N.

I introduced Jimin! Kinda...

I hope you like the idea I have for this story, I'm really not sure where it's going tbh, I'm winging it at the moment and just going wherever my head takes me.

Thank you for reading I hope you liked it!

> Jazzi :)