When will be our love answer's it's start....
_Lee y/n
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Y/n exited the car and forcefully slammed the door open, the sound reverberating through the air. Her mother, Mrs. Lee, observed the swirl of emotions lining up in her daughter's heart, resembling a tumultuous roller coaster ride. Y/n's behavior was completely out of character, unlike anything her mother had ever seen since the day she was born. Concerned, Mrs. Lee approached her daughter, who had taken a seat on the couch, and gently stroked her hair in an attempt to provide comfort.

"Sweety, what happened?" she asked, her voice filled with genuine worry.

Jungook, Y/n's brother, entered the living room after placing his car keys in the designated stand. He sensed the tension in the room and joined his mother in seeking answers.

"Son, please tell us what happened. You know you can trust me-I'm your mom. Don't hide anything from us." Mrs. Lee urged, her voice tinged with a mix of anxiety and affection.

She spoke vaguely, her gaze fixed on her children, who showed no interest in opening up. She looked sadly at her daughter and gently squeezed her hands.

"Sweety, please don't shut us out like this. You're only making me more worried...!" Her voice trailed off as she noticed her cheeks turning red from the impact of her hand. Mrs. Lee covered her mouth, unable to utter another word.

"Who on earth dared to hurt my daughter, Jungook?" she finally managed to say, her voice muffled by her trembling hand. Her anger flared, and she quickly stood up, causing both y/n and Jungook to flinch, startled by the sudden outburst.

"Jungook, answer me!" she yelled, clenching her fists tightly.

"Mom, you don't need to worry about it. I'll take care of it," Jungook responded, his eyes briefly meeting y/n's downcast gaze. He could sense the shock lingering within her, a stark contrast to the earlier silence.

"Jungook! Answer the question I asked," Mrs. Lee demanded, her voice filled with urgency and determination.

The shouts and animosity permeated the once tranquil halls of the Lee mansion, freezing the night in its tracks. The stars' twinkling smiles faded away, and the moon seemed to retreat from its usual path across the sky, as if intimidated by the uproar emanating from the Lee family.

"Fine, I'll tell you, Mom, but Father mustn't find out. It could jeopardize our business relationship with the Park family," Jungook said, his voice laced with caution.

Mrs. Lee's eyes widened in response to her son's words. "What are you saying, Jungook?"

"Jimin slapped y/n at the club. The reason was that she mentioned his family's name in connection with his behavior," Jungook revealed, stealing a glance at y/n, who bit her lip and nervously toyed with the hem of her dress. The once serene beauty of her face was marred by faded tears. Hatred coursed through her veins, prompting her to rise from the couch and walk away from the chaotic scene.

Mrs. Lee observed her daughter's stoic demeanor, unable to blame her entirely. Y/n remained oblivious to the Park family's history and concealed secrets, which still needed to be unveiled by the unfolding story itself someday. The mother took a seat on the couch, her thoughts racing, and dialed Mr. Lee's number, who was currently on a business trip in France. She anxiously waited for his return, which was just a week away.

Jungook watched his mother as she made the call, a sense of concern etched on his face. "Mom, what are you doing? You know what will happen if Father finds out. He'll punish y/n and make her endure the hardships of the past. We don't want that, do we?"

Mrs. Lee sighed, closing the phone once again. "Alright, fine. Handle the matter with Jimin discreetly, without it leaking to the Park family."

She walked away from the living room, climbing the stairs in a sullen manner. Jungook watched his mother, realizing that she was burdened by y/n's troubles. Mrs. Lee appeared to lack the vitality and well-being expected for her age. Jungook retrieved his phone from his pocket and dialed Taehyung's number, wondering where Jimin had gone.

"Hello, Jungook," Taehyung answered, his voice filled with muffled murmurs and sniffles. He was clearly affected by the distressing turn of events and worried about the tragic pages that seemed to be rewriting themselves in Jimin's life.

"Is Jimin with you?" Jungook inquired.

"Y-yes, he is..." Taehyung stuttered, his voice trembling with the fear of losing his friend once again. "Shall I come there?"

"No, it's alright. As you know, he'll be fine. We just need a quick catch-up for him to gather himself. By the way, how is y/n doing?" Jungook sighed, reflecting his sister's complicated state of mind.

"She's alright but not really. There was a brief altercation that escalated quickly," Jungook explained.

"I understand. Take care. We'll meet at the office tomorrow," Taehyung responded, his voice filled with concern.

"Okay, take care of Jimin," Jungook said before ending the call

As the night engulfed her room, y/n's mood remained dark and melancholic. The weight of the incident with Jimin's slap lingered in her mind. Thoughts of studying and her dream of attending Seoul University were overshadowed. Her room, which used to provide solace, now seemed to harbor a hint of unease. Reluctant to turn on the lights, tears cascaded down her cheeks, mingling with the pages of a book. She let out a heavy sigh, unable to comprehend why Jimin had struck her or why she had spoken up in the first place. Lost in her thoughts, guilt consumed her, and she whimpered softly.

Suddenly, there was a knock at her door. "Y/n, I'm coming in," Jungook's voice echoed through the dimly lit room. Startled, she quickly wiped away her tears and stood up, her eyes meeting Jungook's stern and furious gaze. Despite the emotions swirling within her, she felt a sense of safety in her brother's presence, even if it meant facing Jimin's actions.

"Y/n, when will you receive your exam results?" Jungook asked, reminding her about the upcoming announcement. The club incident had caused her to forget about it.

"Maybe next week, I'm not sure," she replied.

"Whatever. I'm telling you, you need to get away from this room and the mansion to clear your mind. You could go for a sleepover with your friends," Jungook advised.

"No, thanks. I'm fine staying here," she retorted, feeling that her friends would be of no use in this situation. Rise and Lisa, who were absent at the club, seemed distant.

"Then, are you planning to spend your vacation like this? Or perhaps you'd consider going to them?" Jungook probed further.

"I said no! I don't need to go anywhere. I'll stay here," she shouted, causing Jungook's anger to escalate. Sibling fights reignited after the preceding parental dispute.

"Y/n, you should watch your words and think before you speak. You're so careless with your words, unaware of how much you hurt others. In the club, you implicated his family and triggered the whole situation," Jungook reprimanded, his gaze piercing into her.

She recoiled at Jungook's intense gaze, his heavy breaths resonating with anger. "Now blame! Blame me all the time! Whatever I do, it's a mistake. You all are perfect! Jungook, I didn't expect this from you. Why are you all supporting him? You know what he does in the morning. He's just an annoying brat!" Her words spilled out in frustration, fueled by her mounting emotions.

"Y/n, stop it! Get out of here. You don't deserve a family that loves you," Jungook retorted, his voice laced with the weight of his memories of Jimin.

"You only care about your friends and your business. Fine, I'm leaving. Don't bother looking for me. Goodbye... and don't ever call me back," she exclaimed, hastily grabbing her bag and belongings. Tears welled up once again as Jungook stormed out of her room, his anger burning fiercely as he drove away from the mansion. Her mother tried to stop him, but he was as stubborn as his father.

"Son, stop! Please, stop!" Her mother's pleas fell on deaf ears as y/n descended the stairs, disregarding her weeping mother who knelt down in despair.

"Mom, please stop crying. I'll be fine and I'll come back after a few days. I'll call you later, but don't tell Jungook," she uttered, embracing her mother briefly before swiftly walking out of the house.

"Miss, may I escort you to a safe place?" the house guard offered. Being a young girl, it wasn't safe for her to stay in a hotel where many unforeseen events could occur.

"Yes, I need a secure hotel where I can stay," she replied, acknowledging the potential dangers. The guard expressed concern, saying it wasn't safe, but she made up her mind.

"Are you driving me there, or should I go by bus myself?" she asked, determined to take charge of her own journey.

"No, ma'am. I will drive you," he conceded, realizing her resolve.

As she drove away, her mother stood there, tears streaming down her face. The maids watched their beloved miss with a sense of worry. It was a long road ahead for the Lee family.

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