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-Narrator's POV-
Two years passed of days turning into weeks then weeks turning into months and so on. Each second ticking away the ways everyone lived. The sisters were slightly distant due to the truth that was spilled by that sad gloomy day. They did small missions every now and then when being directed from their uncle.
Stray kids would come and go for meetings and dinner at fancy restaurants here and there for meetings with BTS but kept their distance causing friendships to slowly crumble. The sisters would sneak out time to time to be with their destined lovers even though it could all end by a severe punishment. That was the only way no one went insane.
Summer now turning into fall a meeting was set up between BTS, The Nymphs, Stray Kids and SuperM at a beautiful restaurant called Pierre Gagnaire Seoul. At a huge long table of 30 people were confused why a special black plate was placed at the right hand of Namjoon. Yoongi stood at his place next to it. Before anyone sat down an announcement was stated.
"Its been about a full two years since we all have gone down a darker path into this cruel world but I hope this makes it a bit more sunny." Namjoon finished up his little speech before pointing his hand towards the entry on their private room. Walking in was a woman about 5'3, hair was now white as snow that had been cut short. Her eyes cladded with reds and black eyeshadow giving her emotionless eyes a light halo and her monotone face still dewy and young.
She wore a black suit that fit her like a glove. Her lip piercing on the left side of her lip was still the same black tight hoop that looked as if it was hugging something delicate. She now had her right eyebrow double pierced which was new. Her lips were drenched in the darkest black as if her lips became a void.
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She kept her head up high, her dead emotionless eyes still held a sharp stare that could peirce the wall like a rampant bullet. "I would like to welcome home (y/n)." The room was dead silent. Emotions no one knew they had came erupting back.
"Um how was your stay in Europe?" Taeyong tilted his head a bit to get a good look at her. He couldn't lie about the fear he felt when her eyes met with his. "My stay was great." Her voice was like she was a robot or she was forced to have the conversation.
