(• January 15th, 2021 - 10:06pm •)

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Jihyo's POV

I hummed softly as I wandered home. It was late and Tzuyu had to get to bed. So, I begrudgingly had to go home.

As I arrived home, I heard lots of shuffling inside. I turned the handle and my heart sunk.

"Where are you going?" I asked as my parents ran around collecting things from my house.

"Away," my father snipped back.

"Where?" I pried.

"Jihyo," my mom said, "it doesn't matter. Keep the house. There's a hundred dollars in the mattress. Take care of yourself and that pretty sex doll of yours."

I could barely breathe. "T-Tzuyu?"

My dad laughed. "No. That fucker . . . Mena."

"Her name is Mina!" I yelled.

My dad dropped what he was holding. "You wanna yell at me again, Park?"

My mom held him back. "Lay off. She's not worth our time."

Suddenly, it hit me. I can't be alone. As much as my parents make me miserable, I'm nothing without them.

"No! I can't!" I begged, "They'll take away the house! I'll starve!"

"Get a fucking job. You're 19," my dad said, "act like it."

With that, my parents closed the door and left me sitting on the floor. Alone. I heard the car start and pull away.

I was completely and utterly alone.

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