SWITCHED!!! •{BTS X READER}•

chapter 3: I'm not Kang Mirae

FYI (y/f/n) means your first name. (y/l/n) means your last name. (y/ht) means your hometown or wherever your from. Lastly,
(y/m/t) means your mother tongue.
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I cried. I cried like a baby. I was on the floor, sobbing and bawled my eyes out. Even though I've never met them before, I had a feeling of familiarity. It felt nice to finally feel like you know someone. Even though I don't know them at all. I've been stuck in this hospital only god knows where. Heck! Even my body wasn't mine. Everything around me felt foreign. I decided to just let them hug me and closed my eyes. I don't usually let strangers touch me but I really needed a hug. "Mirae-ah why are you crying? Did you hurt yourself? Are you okay?" the baby pink haired guy asked me. "Umm... I'm okay but can all of you stop crushing me. Get off! I'm obviously struggling here." All of them scooted away from me at the same time. "Thanks. That's better. OK first of all, I have some questions. Who are you guys? Do I know you? And why are you here? Chop! chop! chop! I need answers. Simple and short people."

The purple haired boy looked at me like I'm crazy for a second and seemed to realize something. He quickly responded "We're BTS. Yes you do know us. You interned at Bighit. A company which we are signed to. You got into an accident which was kind of like our company's fault or should I say our previous manager's fault. We're here to visit you. Done. I've answered your questions. Do I get to ask mine?"
I realised this girl got into an accident like me and she used to intern at some bigshot company. That sums it up. "OK I know you guys have a lot of questions like whether I'm gonna sue you or not. Listen I've got bigger issues than that. That's the least of my worries right now. I'm gonna tell you guys something and it's gonna sound crazy but don't lock me up in an asylum. "

They looked shocked at first but they nodded their head and asked me to continue. "Okay. Here goes nothing. This girl here that you call Kang Mirae. It's not me. My name is (y/f/n) (y/l/n). I live in (y/ht). I got into a bus accident and I switched body! Like literally. My soul just left my body and I'm in this girl that you call Kang Mirae. I'm not sure how but I can speak Korean and understand others. Sometimes I get bits of this girl's memories. Like something has to trigger it. When I saw you guys I got pieces of her memories."
They looked at me like I was crazy. 'Shit! Bye life. I'm gonna spend my whole life in an asylum. Hahahaha....ha... ha. Okay I should make a plan to escape right now'
The boys looked at each other like they were looking for answers or if it makes sense at all to any of them.

Finally after a few seconds of awkwardness the purple haired boy replied to me "Mirae I think you've been having a weird dream. Since you've been in a coma for 3 months I think your brain just came up with some weird shit. Calm down. We're not gonna lock you in an asylum. We're here to help." 'Oh no that's what they always say before your dragged away! Wait. Three months... That's it! Three months!' "Wait. Do you have a phone? Give it to me. I'll explain." A red haired guy handed me his phone after unlocking it. I went to the internet browser and searched for my name and anything related to the accident. I got the article I needed. I turned the phone over and showed them. "You said I was in a coma for the past three months right? Then how could I have known about this girl (y/n) or the accident. It's said it happened last week. I was still unconscious during that time." The red haired guy came close to my face "Then are you really
(y/f/n) (y/l/n)? How is this possible? " I moved back a little, feeling uncomfortable by the fact he just came into my personal bubble.

"Now do you believe me? Did this girl Kang Mirae know how to speak English or any other languages? " They shakes their heads side to side, telling me no. "Well just to prove it to you guys. I can speak English and (y/m/t) fluently." (If you just speak English that's fine) I spoke in those languages and looked at their faces. Their jaws were hanging wide. They couldn't believe any of it. All of them were quiet for awhile. I guess their contemplating whether to trust me or not. Well if a stranger told me something crazy as this. I would probably get away from them.