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The thick color of a rainy day in Seoul.
Here I am in this Rain.
The sky—dark. The clouds continuously blending into the flurry of dark colors the sky held.
Gray clouds, gray sky, gray endless rain.
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Im nineteen years old. I was born on December 29th, then abandoned. Im not your average Korean beauty. Well—Im not Korean at all.
Im Black.
Ive lost everything.
Ive lived in an orphanage my whole life, and now I've lost the only place I called home. It wasn't like I was accepted inside of that home, so why bother crying about it? I decided to find a new home, but the only available place for someone like me were the streets.
Thats exactly where I am.
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The racing Cars, the squirming huddles of umbrellas. Your body lifelessly shuffled through the large crowd, the rain hiding you tear stained face. Your wet clothes stuck close to your body. You believed that life couldn't get any better.
You walked down the streets of Seoul, getting occasional stares from the passerby's. Cars splashing water at your already drenched clothes, leaving your curls falling over your eyes.
In this rain you felt so helpless. You just wanted to get aways from the world, So you ran. You run so fast, letting your feet lead the way, hoping you could find solace in this cruel world.
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your pov
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Finally, I slow down my now aching feet, to arrive at what seems to be a quiet park. The rain seems to have stopped, but sadly I still exist.
It seems to be evening, as the sky is even darker than before.
I look down at my feet, where a puddle stares back at me.
I look at my reflection—a not so beautiful me.
I look even more miserable than yesterday.
My eyes were red and my hair was a tangled mess.
In this rain, I feel helpless. I just want to cry. I feel the hot streams of tears grace my skin, but I fail to notice the man behind me watching as I fall apart.
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Jimins Pov
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Ive been working on a new song for hours. I sit my pen down, but my hands still have the pain of writing all day.
I decide to go to the park nearby my house, of course hiding my ears and tail.
Not many people accept hybrids, especially hybrids like me.
Im a wolf—Alpha wolf.
So I mainly spend my time hiding my ears. People tend to fear away from predator hybrids. They fear that we'll attack them, but no. Were still humans too.
Im actually a hidden vocalist, alongside six other boys. We call ourselves BTS, but im the only unknown member. Our songs are played everywhere, but like I said.
Most people don't accept hybrids.
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I finally arrive at the park but a sweet scent hits my nose. Where is it coming from?
I decide to let my nose lead the way, and I ended up stumbling upon a small girl.
She sat in front of a large puddle, staring at herself.
She was crying.
Her beautiful vanilla scent was covered by the smell of fear.
She silently wept.
The rain once again started.
and she didn't mind.
She seemed to have accepted the rain.
Yet, I sat here shielding myself from the cold tears that fell from the sky.
I had a pure white umbrella along with a white shirt, and white pants, with white shoes.
Seems like a bad day to wear white, right?
but now i feel like it was worn for a reason, as the girl in front of me only wore black.
From anyone else, we would probably look like an Angel and demon.
I stood there just the same without saying a word for a while. I didn't want to disturb her, but her head suddenly shot back towards me.
Oh shoot, she noticed me.
Her eyes were honey brown, and her plump lips were red as if she'd been bitting onto them.
I graced towards her as I held the umbrella over her small figure. She sat there, lifeless on the cold wet ground.
Her chocolate skin was hidden by red scars.
I wanted her to smile so badly, so i did the unthinkable.
So I showed her my ears.
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Ｌｏｖｅ ド佳何
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