2nd Chances // Park Jihoon FF

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Hey guys! I didnt realize that my story has reached over 2K reads.
Many would think that that isnt enough for someone whose been in wattpad for awhile but to me it means so much.
I want to thankyou to those who stops by and read my story though I haven't been active lately. School has been pretty hectic and finally since christmas break is coming things are finally more chill.
Even though not a lot gives a good feedback by voting and commenting, im still thankful to those who takes their time to read this story.
I will continue to work harder to further satify everyone.
Once again, Thank You! <3

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Seoyoon's POV

A week later

I've been stuck inside my room for the whole week without saying any word to anyone else inside this house.
The only time I ever leave this place is when I go to work.
All the days was hard for me to go through.
The betrayals.
The heartbreak.
It all happend so fast at the same time.
How could I possibly be okay?
My heart is still broken.
My mind is still a mess.
As much as I miss hugging and crying to my family.
I couldnt.
They were the ones who caused this pain in my heart.
How could I possibly cry on their shoulders?
Am I being too selfish?
Imagine waking up early in the morning with tears as your breakfast.
Afraid to face the people around you knowing that you cant last a second without bawling your eyes out to them.
I miss having a home.
A family.
And as much as I want to look at them the same way..
I cant.

Well..there is one that I can run to.

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I remember where it was perfectly.
Even when I still didnt know who I really was or what really was happening.
I've always felt something different about this place.
Turns out..
Its my home.
My real home.
With almost 3 years of not being able to recognize my own home.
It felt strange..but right.

I hesitated for a while.
I didnt know if I should even press the doorbell.
What if no one answer it?
What if no one was home?
What if no one remembers me?
What if the person I expect to see wasnt living here anymore?

Although, If I chicken out now, when will I ever have the courage to do so?
I took a deep breath and finally decided to proceed to what I originally came here for.
I pressed the doorbell twice before a voice spoke.

"Whose there?" My heart ached yet I felt so happy hearing that voice.
What I once thought I didnt have was actually just right here.
The voice that I didnt even know I was longing for.
Tears fell out of happiness.
I brought my hands up to my mouth to prevent making a sound.
The voice grew impatient and no longer asked who was waiting behind the door.
I felt stupid for blowing off my chance like that.
I wanted to try again and do better.
But I couldnt get myself to do it.

"Stop playing around with my doo-" the voice irritatedly said and opened the door but immediately stopped after seeing who was really out there.
We both stood quiet, staring at eachother.
Tears in both of our eyes.
She couldnt believe what she was seeing and didnt know how to react to this situation.

"Y-You're n-not real.." she said as tears continue to fall.

"Y-You're n-not Seoyoon.."

"M-mom.." I cried out.

"T-that cant be..Seoyoon is dead! She's dead!" She responded, taking a step back away from me.
I hated how I was just standing right there.
I wanted to run to her to tell her its me.
Im not dead.
Im Seoyoon.
Your Seoyoon.