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eunha

i laughed at the comments on my recent post. my friends sure knows how to make my day.

"eunha finish your breakfast first."

my mom scolded with her glare. I obeyed her and hid my phone inside my pocket.

"when will you go back to school?"

my father who sits in front of me asked and i immediately smiled.

"the day after tommorow, i guess."

my mother took a seat beside my father as she stares at me with a serious look. when i realised what she's doing, i raised my brows. "what?"

"there's no way im letting you take the bus or walk to school."

my jaw dropped right after

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my jaw dropped right after.

"then how will i attend school if its like that?"

i almost yelled at my mother who is right now scowling at me.

"dont worry, jinyoung will send you off and fetch you everyday."
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he replied calmly.

"seriously?"
i turned to jinyoung who happens to be my brother.

"seriously?"i turned to jinyoung who happens to be my brother

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"you know me, of course i dont want to. im doing this for the sake of your safety, clumsy kiddo."
he stuffed the last bit of his toast before going upstairs.

i sighed, typical jinyoung.

he's pretty busy tho, preparing himself to be the CEO as my father's heir.

my parents watched him until he's gone out of their sights.
they turned back to me im a unison.

"so what will you do today?"
my father asked and i shrugged.

"well im staying at home."
i swallowed a spoonful of the chicken porridge, it was tasty.

"good. dont get out without my permission."
she said sternly, gritting her teeth.

i nodded. she must've fought with her conflicts during my days at the hospital.

my mother is so protective towards her kids, especially me.
i never wonder why she would act very strict towards me, i clearly understand why she's paranoid.

im very thankful for that, that i have parents that educated me well since i was little.

i cant bare listen to jinyoung who's trying to tell me how much tissues my mother wasted while waiting for my operation done.

stuffing the last spoon of my porridge, im finally full.
slowly, i took out my phone from pocket, scrolling down instagram to see if there's something interesting to see.

i smiled.

there is.






hyunjin just posted an hour ago.












double tap.


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a/n:  i know hyunjin is younger than eunha, and that seems cringey, i know i know.

but you see, hyunjin looks older than eunha, (eunha is mentally 6 years old kid).

so let's just say, in this story,

they have the same age, alright?
sounds better 😊

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