'Forget me not', sometimes a flower's name. Sometimes, words he wanted to claim.

Di usia Cassidy yang sebentar lagi akan menginjak kepala tiga, usia yang pada umumnya kebanyakan wanita sudah menikah bahkan sudah mempunyai anak, Cassidy Calista malah sibuk dengan karirnya sebagai pengacara. 

Bukannya ia tidak ingin menikah, tetapi mencari seseorang yang cocok dan nyaman dengannya bukanlah sesuatu yang mudah.

Kedatangan pria di masa lalunya membuat hati jantung Cassidy yang sudah lama tidak berdegup dengan kencang, mulai bertingkah. 

Namun anehnya, di saat ia memikirkan bahwa ia mencintai lelaki itu, kenapa orang yang selalu dirindukannya bukan pria itu melainkan pria lain? Lantas, pada siapakah hatinya tertambat?

The first thing she sees once she opens her eyes is a brat rudely spitting in her face while holding her delicate chin. 

Only after brushing off that disgusting hand and interrogating nearby classmates does she slowly come to a realization that she had transmigrated into a novel.

“Fuck! And it just had to be one I’ve never read before!”

Well, that won’t stop her from having fun. Original plot? Pfft don’t even know it, so let’s just screw around. Original pairings? What’s that? Let’s just pair the ones that look pleasing to the eyes together.

As an outsider, she enjoys her popcorn and tea while watching the drama unfold.

...

Same author as Amaranthine! For now, I’ll upload every Tues, Thurs, and Sat KST time (Though, this will change if I receive enough love from all of you~). Also, if you could tell by my synopsis, I will be including swear words in my story without any filters. Hence, the parental guidance suggested.

I know how unoriginal the premise is, and I do apologize for that. However, this is MY take on the whole transmigration thing!

“Fuck, it just had to be one I’ve never read before!”

Well, that won’t stop her from having fun. Original plot? Pfft don’t even know it, so let’s just screw around. Original pairings? What’s that? Let’s just pair the ones that look pleasing to the eyes together.

As an outsider, she enjoys her popcorn and tea while watching the drama unfold.

...

I will be posting the new story on a new novel with a new title.

For now, I’ll upload every Tues, Thurs, and Sat KST time (Though, this will change if I receive enough love from all of you~). 

I know how unoriginal the premise is, and I do apologize for that. However, this is MY take on the whole transmigration thing!



-In my youth, when this old body was in its splendor, there was a lot of talk about dragons and princesses, knights of round tables and the occasional square or rectangular table but those were not so popular, huge and fantastic kingdoms, intrepid leaders who commanded their people to victory," you know, they always told their stories?" And I, being a child, believed them all without exception. 

-No one ever told me what happens with those who do not reach the top, that the people who were successful in their path simply and reluctantly constitute a third of all those who try and that to reach the long-awaited victory you must overcome several obstacles, fight many battles and even lose some in order to win the war. 

-The harsh and cruel reality did not reach me until a long time later, my commander was training me to win in an unorthodox way you could say. In training ground number seven the platoon trained by Commander White nicknamed "Hope" trained in a peculiar way. 

-Firstly, you should know that "Hope" was not like any other squad, since it did not have a special requirement that applied to its members in particular, such as "Serpents" a platoon specialized in manipulating information, its members must being astute people by nature or "Hunter" where everyone has a sniper's view, with feline characteristics, now you can deduce that by not obtaining special requirements everyone could request and gain entry to said squad. 

-Now enduring the training that is another story and let me tell you, Commander White was ruthless, but still fair with the men and women in his charge, for that reason although his methods were unorthodox, no one could deny that they had some effectiveness after all of Commander White isn't hailed as one of the best just for being pretty (AND WOW THAT WAS PRETTY!) Our training was brutal (I still didn't know the true meaning of that word). 

-I knew its true meaning at the same time that reality crashed into me like a horse carriage at full speed because our first expedition was to the valleys of despair, a place where it is easy to die even for the bravest and most talented of the Soldiers, every step I took I thought of my training, Commander White's words repeated in an endless loop, his thundering voice reminding me every step of the way what I must do. 

- “Remember to count 1, 2,3 when changing position, it is important to be in constant movement, if you stop for a single moment you give the enemy the opportunity to attack, never forget that you are surrounded by allies but there are also adversaries around. I stalk pretending to be friends, waiting for the right moment to attack, do not show your vulnerable side to those who have not earned their trust " 

-“Always take note of your weapons, always remember where they are, how to use them and how you would make that specific weapon your best option for this particular combat. "Never forget your weapons in this place that is the difference between life and death." 

-For my part, I am lucky to have a hyperactive mind that in that moment of stress, decided by itself that this was the important information and I should treasure it, the carnage that was unleashed at that time and place showed me the true conception of the brutal word the limbs flew, people screamed for help and couldn't move it's like they didn't know they could move, that they could attack instead of being attacked. 

-Reality hit me the moment a colleague's head was at my feet, another's stomach hung around my neck, my uniform quickly turned crimson, darker and more vibrant than any existing rose or wine, in In the middle of that horrifying scene, Commander White was a force of nature in itself. His words were the ones that brought me out of stupor and saved my life. The commander raised his voice of thunder in the middle of the battlefield and said. 

- "Do not forget, if you forget, you will die", that simple phrase strengthened my determination, the few of us who left did so in victory, that does not change the fact that a crowd entered like the sand of the sea and a group came out easy to count, so this old man tells you how to lose a fight and even your life on a battlefield ... forget. 

-Forget why you fight 

-Forget you have weapons 

-Forget you can use them 

-Forget how to move, dodge and attack 

-Do all this and you will surely lose, if you are intelligent you will do the opposite in order to live. 

End. 

1 CORINTHIANS 12: 1 "I do not want brothers to be ignorant about spiritual gifts"

This is a collection of short stories that invite you to think about various topics the invitation is open since wisdom is for everyone.
the rest is left to you

-In my youth, when this old body was in its splendor, there was a lot of talk about dragons and princesses, knights of round tables and the occasional square or rectangular table but those were not so popular, huge and fantastic kingdoms, intrepid leaders who commanded their people to victory," you know, they always told their stories?" And I, being a child, believed them all without exception.


-No one ever told me what happens with those who do not reach the top, that the people who were successful in their path simply and reluctantly constitute a third of all those who try and that to reach the long-awaited victory you must overcome several obstacles, fight many battles and even lose some in order to win the war.


-The harsh and cruel reality did not reach me until a long time later, my commander was training me to win in an unorthodox way you could say. In training ground number seven the platoon trained by Commander White nicknamed "Hope" trained in a peculiar way.


-Firstly, you should know that "Hope" was not like any other squad, since it did not have a special requirement that applied to its members in particular, such as "Serpents" a platoon specialized in manipulating information, its members must being astute people by nature or "Hunter" where everyone has a sniper's view, with feline characteristics, now you can deduce that by not obtaining special requirements everyone could request and gain entry to said squad.


-Now enduring the training that is another story and let me tell you, Commander White was ruthless, but still fair with the men and women in his charge, for that reason although his methods were unorthodox, no one could deny that they had some effectiveness after all of Commander White isn't hailed as one of the best just for being pretty (AND WOW THAT WAS PRETTY!) Our training was brutal (I still didn't know the true meaning of that word).


-I knew its true meaning at the same time that reality crashed into me like a horse carriage at full speed because our first expedition was to the valleys of despair, a place where it is easy to die even for the bravest and most talented of the Soldiers, every step I took I thought of my training, Commander White's words repeated in an endless loop, his thundering voice reminding me every step of the way what I must do.


- "Remember to count 1, 2,3 when changing position, it is important to be in constant movement, if you stop for a single moment you give the enemy the opportunity to attack, never forget that you are surrounded by allies but there are also adversaries around. I stalk pretending to be friends, waiting for the right moment to attack, do not show your vulnerable side to those who have not earned their trust "


-"Always take note of your weapons, always remember where they are, how to use them and how you would make that specific weapon your best option for this particular combat. "Never forget your weapons in this place that is the difference between life and death."


-For my part, I am lucky to have a hyperactive mind that in that moment of stress, decided by itself that this was the important information and I should treasure it, the carnage that was unleashed at that time and place showed me the true conception of the brutal word the limbs flew, people screamed for help and couldn't move it's like they didn't know they could move, that they could attack instead of being attacked.


-Reality hit me the moment a colleague's head was at my feet, another's stomach hung around my neck, my uniform quickly turned crimson, darker and more vibrant than any existing rose or wine, in In the middle of that horrifying scene, Commander White was a force of nature in itself. His words were the ones that brought me out of stupor and saved my life. The commander raised his voice of thunder in the middle of the battlefield and said.


- "Do not forget, if you forget, you will die", that simple phrase strengthened my determination, the few of us who left did so in victory, that does not change the fact that a crowd entered like the sand of the sea and a group came out easy to count, so this old man tells you how to lose a fight and even your life on a battlefield ... forget.


-Forget why you fight
-Forget you have weapons
-Forget you can use them
-Forget how to move, dodge and attack


-Do all this and you will surely lose, if you are intelligent you will do the opposite in order to live.


End.
1 CORINTHIANS 12: 1 "I do not want brothers to be ignorant about spiritual gifts"



MARU’S POV 

“With the things that happened to me and my daughter, do you think I will still love you?” 

“With the things that happened to me and my daughter, do you think I will still love you?” 

“With the things that happened to me and my daughter, do you think I will still love you?” 

What Mara have said keeps repeating on my mind like a broken plaque. 

What she said hurts me so much. 

I want to forget this pain that I am feeling now. 

I decided to went out of the house. 

I do not drink but I do not know what pushed me to go to the bar. 

I do not often go to such places. Aside from the fact that I don’t like the noise and smell of cigarettes, I’m also not fan of drinking liquor. 

I just go to place like this for business. 

I immediately went to the bartender and ordered a drink. 

I know that drinking will not solve my problem, but they say that it helps you forget your problem even if its temporary. 

And that's what I want right now. 

I want to forget the thing that my wife had said to me awhile ago. 

I keep consoling myself that she didn't mean what she just said. 

She's just angry because of what happen to baby Tanya. 

She loves me. 

But at the back of my mind, it tells me that maybe she realized that she didn't love me because of James. She realized that she is still in love with my brother. 

And that thought kills me. 

To think of that thing is as if I have been stabbed a thousand times 

Is this my karma? I was so selfish. 

I know that they are the one who meant for each other. But I took advantage of the situation that my brother left our family so that I can have the woman I love. Even if I know that my brother also loves her. 

Between the two of us, he really deserves it. 

I close my eyes as I feel the tears keep coming out. 

I love you Mara. I love you so so much. 

I can’t afford to lose. I’ll die if I lose you. 

Lord, please help me. Restore our relationship. I love her so so much. Lord, please. 

I don't know how much I drank and I honestly don’t care. 

As long as the pain does not go away, I will continue to drink. 

“A-andrew?” 

I frowned when a woman called my name. 

“Yelle.” 

She looked so shocked. “What are you doing here?” 

I did not answer her and just continued drinking. 

“Where is Mara?” 

I still ignored her. I am not in the mood to talk. All I want is to drink until I forget the pain that I am feeling now. 

I thought that drinking liquor will help me forget the pain even just for a while? But why is the pain still there? It hurts even more. 

“Hello Mara!” 

I turned to Yelle. 

She just rolled her eyes. “Do you know where your husband is now?” 

“What? You don’t care? Are you crazy?” She hissed. 

She doesn’t care? TSK. 

“Your husband is here in The Elements. He’s so drunk, maybe you want to fetch your husband??” 

I was suddenly nervous. Waiting for my wife’s answer. 

“Mara what are you saying?! He is your husband but you don’t care at all?! Did you fight?! I will let him here but what if someone took advantage of your husband’s drunk state?” She scolded her. 

“Mara!” I can hear frustration in her voice. 

“Stop calling her.” I said. 

“B-but Andrew!” 

“She doesn't care so stop it!” I hissed and started to drink again. 

“Hey Andrew! You are not used to drink liquor!” She said worriedly. 

I chose to ignore her. 

Her eyes widened as she watched how many bottles I drank. 

“You drink all this?” 

I just nodded to her. 

I was about to order more drinks when Yelle tried to stop me. 

“What, Andrew, you should stop drinking! That's too much! You don't even like to drink! Your tolerance for alcohol is definitely low!” She says angrily. 

“I’ve been drinking for a while now but I don’t feel anything! So why can’t I?!” I said annoyed at her. 

“Alcohol can’t solve your problem with your wife!” 

“I know!” 

“If you knew then why do you still drink?!” 

“Because I wanted to forget!” 

“What? You want to forget?” 

“Yes. I wanted to forget the pain that I am feeling right now.” I said while pointing my left chest. 

“It hurts so much! They say that drinking can help me relieve the pain even just for a moment! But I’ve been drinking for a while not but the pain is still here!” I said as I slapped my left chest. 

“A-andrew.” 

“I don’t need your pity! I want to be alone!” 

Yelle did not speak again. But she stayed beside me. He just let me to continued drinking. 

*** 

I woke up with a great headache. 

I slowly opened my eyes. 

I suddenly sat upright of the bed. 

Where am I? 

Whose room is this? 

I look around the room. 

My eyes widen. 

This room belongs to a girl. I can’t be mistaken. 

My head hurts even more. 

What did I do? Why I ended up here? 

I look at the clothes I’m wearing. I am not wearing a top but my pants are still on. 

Where am I?!! 

“You’re awake.” 

I turned to the woman who entered the room. 

“Y-yelle?!” My eyes widen. 

“What are you doing here?!” 

“You were very drunk last night. I called your wife again, but she still has the same answer. So instead of other girls to take advantage of your situation, I just helped you by bringing you here.” 

“Did... did something happen?” I almost had a hard time asking that. 

I saw her grin. 

I suddenly felt nervous. 

“You should be thankful that I was the one who brought you home. Because if it's another woman, I’m pretty sure that something will happen.” 

I breathed a sigh of relief. 

“Thank you.” I said sincerely. 

“Its nothing. So next time don't go to that kind of place just to get drunk. Alcohol may help you to forget for a while but alcohol is also one of the reasons why relationship and trust are broken.” 

I smiled and nodded. 

“Thank you again.”

Everyone wants to be me. 

Who wouldn't? I've got the looks, sexy body, money and Andrew Maru Ottave, my husband.

But if they will only knew who I really am and what's happening in my life, I doubt that they want to be in my place. 

Since I was a child, I don't have a right to choose the person I want to be with, because my parents already arranged it for me.

Its not actually a new thing with the elite. Because even my parents is a product of an arrange marriage. They marry for business and have a child for business. 

And just like my mom I will just also be a business wife.

After Jean being trolled by Izuku they just chatted for a while waiting for them to wake up, in the meanwhile Jean made him meet everyone in the mansion, Jean reassured everyone that he was her friend and that everyone was safe, there was someone that made him interested, he could be seen in a corner of the mansion reading a book, he is a kid with black hairs bags under his black eyes wearing the usual x-men suit ignoring what was happening in the middle of the mansion
Izuku:'' Jean who's that?''
Jean:'' He is… I can't remember? Oh, he is Forget me not?''
Izuku:'' Ohhhhh.'' Izuku remembered this character from the comic he surely had a sad story doing good things and not being remembered for them is a hard thing to do, Izuku went towards him.
Izuku:''Hi I am Izuku Midoriya you must be Forget me not right?''
Forget:'' Yes I am but there are no reasons for you to introduce, since the moment you turn around you would forget me.''
Izuku:'' What if I have a way to make everyone remember you and make everyone recognize what you did?''
Forget:''…You what? That's impossible several have tried but so far no one was successful only, they were able to remember me when they watch me.''
Izuku had a sad smile on his face he was the same as him, he just wants to be recognized, Izuku then went towards his omnia gremori.
The book then changed his shape to his usual form, Izuku began searching for the suited magic, Jean was behind him, she had heard what he was saying and she would be if Izuku could make Forget me not be remembered.
5 seconds time skip.
Izuku:'' Found it.'' Izuku looked towards Forget me not showing him the magic he had just picked.
The name of magic is a memorial virus, it is a magic that usually would make someone only think about a determined person but if used on someone like Forget me not his power, and his magic would contrast making everyone only remember him and not be their only record.
Izuku attached the magic to a pair of self-repairing sunglasses that he had in his dimensional pocket(MAGIC) and began using the magic.
Forget me not was looking towards Izuku with hope, he spent 11 years(I made him 17)  his life unnoticed due to his useful but horrible power.
Izuku:'' ne oblivione deperirent, ut Recordatus sum tui, ut semper laudatur.''(not to be forgotten, to be remembered so that you always praised)
Izuku then handed the pair of sunglasses to Forget me not, he weakly brought the pair of glasses to his nose, when the sunglasses touched his skin he felt strange energy enter his body.
Suddenly everyone inside the hall, on a distant planet and also some villains remembered him, they remembered someone that should be always forgotten.
All of the presents began saying sorry to him for forgetting him when they said they wouldn't Forget me not could be seen crying due to happiness with a smile that he didn't have in a long time, he looked towards Izuku and without saying any words he spelled
Forget:' Thank you.'
Izuku just raised his indicating that it was nothing, Izuku then with Jean went towards the principal room since Scott, Ororo, Logan, and Xavier would wake up.
.
.
.
Izuku could be seen in the principal chair waiting on his right there was Jean waiting for them to wake up.
Jean:'' You know, you would just need a cat and you would look like a perfect vill-.''
On Izuku legs a white cat could be seen, Izuku was brushing its head.
Izuku:'' Were you saying anything?''
Jean:''…Nevermind.''
Suddenly Scott, Ororo, Logan, and Xavier began waking up, Logan was the first to rise to his feet all of his memories came back and he knew all of his errors that he had done in all of his life, Ororo was the second to completely wake up when she saw Izuku she felt rage thinking that he had done something to them, but strangely her powers were working, no more like rage wasn't fueling her powers, Ororo was stunned, this was the first time that her power wasn't responding to her emotions and it felt strange, Scott was the third, he looked towards Jean and though:'Oh god what have I done.'(Yes I hate Scott but it wasn't his fault), the last one was Xavier, he didn't actually rise to his feet, you know why, he just opened his eyes with fear in them panicking when he saw Izuku.
Izuku:' Maybe I have gone too far.'
Freud:'' Considering the damage he had caused to Jean I completely disagree he deserved every second of that.''
Izuku then made the cat disappear(it was just a mirage) and looked towards them.
Izuku:'' You don't have to worry I have just done what your deepest desire was, well apart from Xavier, I mean you are a fucking monster, blocking someone emotion's just for the greater good.''
That made everyone look towards Xavier, well apart from Jean she already knew everything.
Logan:'' Really Xavier? Even with all of my memories, I can't think of worse torture than that.''
Scott felt disgusted by Xavier's action and considering the option of leaving the school.
Ororo looked towards Xavier with hate, she was someone that had to be emotionless or she could create chaos for everyone, so when she heard that Xavier had actually made Jean emotionless angered her to a dangerous level, but she still contained herself, after years as an emotionless human she could control herself quite well.
Xavier was looking towards the ground he knows that what he did is terrible, he just finished experiencing it, the weight for his action was, plus the mental torture made him faint.
Everyone then thanked Izuku, Ororo and Logan then went to…recuperate the lost time, and Scott said sorry to Jean and then took Xavier towards Xavier's bedroom to put him in his bed.
After everyone went out Jean looked towards Izuku:'' So what are you going to do next? Save a universe or two?''
Izuku:'' I will-''Izuku stopped mid-sentence because he felt a power coming from outside the school comparable to at least millions of Izuku.
Izuku:'' Stay here.'' He said towards Jean while looking towards the direction from where he felt the signal
Izuku then teleported towards the position from where the power signal was coming, the place is a park with on one side a green bench, on it there is a man with grey hairs and grey mustache on his face a pair of sunglass, wearing a black and beige with brown pants and black elegant shoes, he is giving foods to the ducks with a smile that could make even a Villain a hero and that if hurt would make someone kill everyone and then himself, the man turned towards Izuku and said.
Man:'' It's nice meeting you Izuku.''
Izuku was dumbfounded in front of him there is the strongest, kindest, funniest, and purest being in all of the Marvel Universe.
Izuku:''S-S-S-S-STAN FUCKING LEE

Izuku Midoriya after his usual beating by Kacchan came home only to receive another scolding from his mother because he brought dirt inside the house so he was thrown out, it was just an excuse to see her lover, trying to find a place to pass the night he met an old man who asked a weird question but it was that question that changed everything

mha/Genius MC/Crazy MC/


-Cheonsa-
I was in my bedroom when I opened my eyes. There was no one here. I have an incredible pain in my head. I can't even get out of bed. I wish he was with me right now. But he left me, gave me hope, and left. However, I thought he wasn't even the last person to do this. Why did you leave me ?! Did you think I'd live without you? My eyes are crying for him once again. You hurt me again. You made me cry again. Did you promise my brother? What changed, me or you? Or was your love for me a lie? I don't even know what to think when I only have you in mind!
Cheonsa: I want to hate you! But I can't, I can't because I love you!
My voice got a little loud. Like a scream and ear-burning ... That's why Taehyung and Ainul Unni came into the room.

Taehyung: My angel... are you OK? What happened, dear?
Ainul Unni: Dear?
Cheonsa: Get out of here, I don't want it! Get out! I don't want to see anyone! Don't try to get in here again!
Taehyung: Don't shout at us for that, please! He broke you and left! Accept! He didn't like you! Stop worrying, crying, and thinking about him! You're hurting yourself!
Ainul Unni: My darling, she will get used to it. Now let's not go over her, let her overcome it. Let her forget him herself.
Taehyung: No! If it is up to her, she will never forget him!
Ainul Unni: No! This topic is closing! We won't go over Cheonsa! When she starts to feel good, we help her!
Taehyung: OK!
Cheonsa: Don't mess with me again! Don't come to my room! Do not mind me! And don't talk about him at my side, good or bad, no matter!
Ainul Unni: Ok dear, we are leaving. If you want something, just shout, we'll be downstairs. And remember, we are all here for you.
Cheonsa: just get out...
Ainul Unni: We do.
So they left the room. Again I am alone, with my thoughts. Then I remembered my bag, gifts, necklaces, ring, MP3 player, and ... the tape. I wanted to hear his voice and I got the MP3 player out of my bag. I went to the corner where the window was and sat down. Looking out the window. I put on my headphones and played the recording.
"Hello, Cheonsa! If you are listening to this, it means that you are alone in "your magical" place. I told you to come there, right? This day should be our week's anniversary ... Maybe you should be very angry with me right now, maybe you are planning to ask for an account the first time you see me. By the way, you haven't been able to reach me for two days ... First of all, I apologize to you. I didn't want things to be like that. I wouldn't. I apologize so much for not being with you right now, for not showing how much I love you. Maybe these are the last words I can tell you. But after listening to these, I definitely don't want you to cry. On the contrary, I want you to forget these and start a new life, a life that I am not in. Maybe I'm asking you for the hardest thing in the world for you right now, but you'll get used to it. You will get used to without me. I want you to know that I love you very much, but it would be best to forget each other. I will not be in your life from now on. Right now, all I want is for you to forget me. And that you don't call me. Remember the last time I promised I wouldn't let you go? That day I was deceiving you and myself. As of now, there is no bond or relationship between Kim Cheonsa and Park Jimin. Forget me! Because I'll forget you too! Do not worry about me! The gifts I gave you were also to make you happy for the last time. You will no longer need them. Delete all the memories of me in your life!"
I want to hate you so much but I can't resist you and I love you. Park Jimin, why did you go? Even if you just say why. But you are not doing. I love you and I will not forget you. The next week is our two-week anniversary, I'll wait for you again. Same place, same time, and same reason...
I listened to the recording over and over again. I miss him, very much. You were never gonna leave me? I don't understand!

Cheonsa: Jimin! Park Jimin! Where are you?! I miss you so much! Why you left me!
The door was knocked. I didn't answer. Again again and again.
Cheonsa: Who are you?!
Jungkook Oppa: Cheonsa, can I enter? It is me, Jungkook.
Cheonsa: Didn't I say nobody should come ?! Go away, Oppa! I do not want to talk!
Jungkook Oppa: Ok, you don't have to talk, but just listen to me... it's about him...
Cheonsa: I said go away! I don't want to hear anything! Especially about him!
Jungkook Oppa: Please, listen to me...
Cheonsa: GO AWAY!!!
I can't believe it! I shouted! My dumb head, I'm afraid of loud noise anyway. Am I the only person who is afraid of my own voice and then can cry! After hearing I shout, Jungkook Oppa came in and hugged me.

Jungkook Oppa: Ok, it's alright... We are here for you.
Cheonsa: Can you go, please!
Jungkook Oppa: No, we have to talk!
Cheonsa: Go away! Or don't go, talk to yourself, I won't listen to you!
Jungkook Oppa: You know, I love Jovihel so much. I had to fool her. Because of Jimin, he asked me to do it like this. Seeing my sister, you, like that, makes us all very sad ...
Cheonsa: What's that!
Jungkook Oppa: What?
Cheonsa: Why did he ask you to lie to Jovihel Unni?
Jungkook Oppa: I don't know exactly, but this is the best for all of you, and that's what parents wanted ...
Cheonsa: Oppa, go away! You are lying! Go away! Don't come to talk to me again!
Jungkook Oppa: Ok, sorry...
Cheonsa: Don't be sorry!
And he left the room. I hate everyone from now! I don't want to see anyone!
-The Next Day-
-Cheonsa-
I am at school. In the classroom, listening to music. Which song? Our song... Hometown Smile. I miss him so much. I only have him in my thoughts. I can't forget how you left me, your words, your looks, your eyes that became narrow when you smile ... Your sweet lip, kissing me ... How can I forget ?!
Ainul Unni:  Cheonsa, dear, we are going out, do you want to come?
Cheonsa: ...
Ainul Unni: Cheonsa?
Cheonsa: Uhm, what?
Ainul Unni: I said we were going out and did you want to come?
Cheonsa: Are you still asking me? I DON'T WANT TO!
Ainul Unni: Ok, dear.
And she went out.
I am sitting alone in the classroom. Listening to our song. Thinking about you, me, us... Was it necessary to be like this? I have millions of questions that are unanswered, but even you don't come to answer them! You didn't really love me, did you? What if I know at least if you're breathing? There are thousands of questions I want you to answer right now, but first I want to ask: did you love me? I think you wouldn't go if you loved it! But why did you lie to me about you loved me for years? Why did you tell me you loved me so much? Most importantly, what do you know, why did you pretend to love even though you didn't? I'm just waiting for me to get used to being without you ... If I had thought in the past, I would have thought that I would get over this very soon. But I didn't even think about it, now I don't know how I would try to be me without you ...
I'm angry with myself too, crying for someone who didn't love me. Why don't my tears stop? Why can't I be the old me? Because Jimin is not with me! I am not in his heart either! I know! He never liked me! For the sake of my brother, for the sake of my friend for many years, if you told me that you were leaving! Would I be less frustrated? I do not know! Would I cry less? I do not know! But there is one thing I know, and that I will always love you! I will not love anyone but you! Whether you come back or not!

Now there is only one thing I want ... to smash my love and throw it to the deepest hole in my heart and focus on my future!


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Really sorry, my dear readers, but I have problems with my connection, so even I don't know when the next part will be published. I apologize for that now, too. So sorry!
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Jenny's Hand, that hold mine for the whole time she was with me in my cage, gave me the courage to live and actually to think about her words.

I closed my eyes as I recalled the words that she told me before she slumbed to sleep, by leaning on my shoulder.

'Your life is going to change from now on. From this day on, you are Mr. Michael's property. The sooner you accept this fact the better for you. What ever he wants he gets so don't even think about rebelling. He's going to take everything from you, he will try to take your dignity. He will take all your first times without even asking. You will be like a toy.
If you let him do whatever he wants he will regard you, by giving you food and a place to sleep and if you do not.... Then you will end up like me... In a cage far away from the other girls.

Those girls I just mentioned... Make them your friends. They're the only ones that will ever treat you like a human. And that's what you are. Don't ever forget that deep inside you are not his property but a human being. Don't you ever forget that. If you do, you will loose yourself.'

Jenny's hair was dirty, she smelled but in this moment I didn't mind. She was the first person that talked to me after those three days and it made me so happy to not be alone in this cage anymore. I can tell that Jenny was a beautiful woman, without getting into here. She still was beautiful if you think all those narbes and dirt away but she was not alive anymore. She lost that glimpse of hope that you could see in every humans eyes whenever you would walk on the streets. The little shine that gave us the right to call ourselves alive.

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I was shaken up only to be greeted by a full awake Jenny looking at me with a big warning in her eyes.

And I could tell why... There where footsteps coming nearer.

"Whatever happens from now on, don't ever loose yourself. And please, for God's sake, listen to whatever he says." her eyes buried into mine, she hold me on my shoulders till I gave her a nod and she let me go.

The footsteps where coming nearer by every second. 

"Jenny please, don't leave me alone.... I'm don't want this..."

I started panicking without even realizing, my whole body started to heat up and tremble on the same time. 

I shutted up when her hand met my cheek with full force, leaving a metallic taste in my mouth. 
"Shut the fuck up, there's no time to freak out or to panic. Those man are our caretakers, you'll see them more than you want! 
Whatever happens from now on, this is your new life. This is not you. As soon as you get out of this Cage, you are someone else. Forget your past that was full of sunshine and flowers. Forget your family you'll never see them again. Forget it all. A new reality will start from there on. You will be a slave.."
Her words made me shake even more but there was no time for a second hit as a man approached the cage and halted in front of it. 

"Codename X119, Name's Primrose, out of the cage, now!" he shouted. 
Primrose - that was me... X119? 
My legs moved without wanting it to the door of the cage. 

The man opened it up, grabbing my arm forcefully and tearing me out. As soon as a I was fully out he put a chocker around my neck with a rope on it so he could lead me like a dog. 

I've never felt this humiliation in my whole life till then, not knowing that worse is yet to come. 

He started marching when a loud thud came from behind us, awaking me from my stare. I moved my head to where Jenny was, still in this freaking cage, now holding on the bars looking at me with tears falling from her eyes. 
I wanted to run to her but a kick in my stomach from my Caretaker was all it took for me to fall to the floor, crying out in pain.

"Jenny I don't want this. I don't want this. I don't want this." I whispered as tears started to form in my eyes. My hand reached out for my agonized body. 

"Silence!" the words came from the caretaker who started to tear on my choker, made me stand up with sheer force. 

"Please don't forget me." it was not more than a whisper coming from the cage, but for the caretaker it was enough. He tied the end of my rope on his hand, dragging me with him as he marched to the cage where Jenny was. The nearer he came, the more panic her eyes and face gave away. When the cage door opened she started screaming. He took her out by taking her by her hair.

It was when he took his whip from his belt that I started to see what I didn't want to see.

The painful screams that came, the sound of the whip clashing on innocent skin, bruising it. The blood that dripped on the floor as if a bottle of red thick wine was emptied. Jenny trying to protect herself.

I wanted to look away at this moment but I wouldn't allow myself to turn away. I had to look to realize. 
This was my future. 

Not the one I always dreamed about, with a caring husband, 3 children, a happy family, but this horrific one. 

Jenny's word echoed in my head while she was beaten in front of me. 

As soon as you get out of this Cage, you are someone else. Forget your past that was full of sunshine and flowers. Forget your family you'll never see them again. Forget it all. A new reality will start from there on. You will be a slave.

I shut down. My whole mind shut down.
I was no longer Primrose. I was X119.

I was 19 years old when I was knocked out and abducted.

It happened on my dad's festive, we were celebrating the whole day. And without realizing a man not much older than me filled me up while flirting with me.

After two years of being nothing but a tool, I often ask myself how I ever could be that dumb. How my past me trusted strangers too easily. 

But if you had lived a normal life, than this would be normal. Celebrating, having fun, flirting and drinking....



I wished I could go back in time. Warn my younger idiotic naive me. 

Till he stepped into my cage and made my worst nightmares come true.

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