bts imagines

❝a disappointment to this family❞ KNJ - angst

You sighed, feeling defeated as you knew your parents would once be disappointed of you. Yiu were sure they were going to shout at you once again for getting a line of 80 in almost all of the tests.

"Ms Kim!" You heard a familiar voice shout as you turned to look at your driver waving at you.

You sighed again, walking up towards him and getting inside the car.

"Hi babygirl. How's the results?" your brother, namjoon asked. You rolled your eyes, ignoring him.

Upon arriving home, you lightly growled, opening the car door and stomping out and towards the door, opening it.

"Y/N. Namjoon." your father's demanding voice boomed the the whole house and you flinched.

"Give me your test papers." you hesitated, gulping as your brother unhesitantly handed it down.

Your father gazed at you, glaring. "Y/N!"

You again flinched, handing him the papers as tears welled up your eyes.

Your father checked namjoon's papers, smiling as he got high grades. He is smart and you just didn't understand why yiu were the opposite of your brother.

"Wow namjoon. You are indeed my son." he said, chuckling. He then checked your papers and almost instantly, his smile dropped.

He then looked up, throwing deadly glares at your way. "Is this it? Are you going to stay this way forever?" he took a step closer to you and you looked down, feeling your tears streaming down your eyes.

"Honey...." your mother softly stated, patting his shoulder.

"You are my daughter and you should look and act like one y/n!" he shouted. "You are such a disappointment! Look at your brother! He never gets a score lower than 90!"

He grabbed your jaw, forcefully making you look up. "You are a disgrace to this family! Why can't you be like us?! Smart and Sophisticated!"

"F-Father—" Suddenly, he let go of your jaw and when you thought he had enough, he suddenly held his hand up, painfully and roughly landing it on your cheek.

Your head turned towards your brother and you saw his surprised face. "Father!" he shouted.

You held you red cheek, sobbing. You then looked up to your father, slightly glaring.

You then turned to look at your brother and deeply glared at him as he looked at you with worried eyes.

You rushed up the door and stomped to your bedroom. You then fished out your suitcase, quickly opening your closet and grabbing all the clothes you wanted and needed.

You panted as your mother and your brother rushed up the door only to see you packing up.

"Y-Y/N. Y/N please don't." your mother begged. "Y/N please."

You harshly removed their hands as you sobbed. "I can't take this anymore mom. I don't want this life anymore. I just want to live the life I wanted. I'm s-sorry."

"I'm just a disappointment to this family so it's better to leave." you said. "Please. Just think that I was never your daughter. Y-You have namjoon anyways."

You pulled your suitcase, slinging your backpack on your shoulder.