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Y/N POV

Y/n: Thank you ma'am, please come again

It was evening at Seoul, I was still working at my part time job in the cafe. My shift was over but I was still there because my boss told to work extra because I was sick and didn't come for 3 days. She told me if I want my money I have to do more shifts since I didn't come for 3 days. After 2 more hours of working, it was time for me to close the cafe. It was a little late, I closed the cafe and was on my way back home. On my way I heard weird noises a little far away from me, I ignored it and made my steps quicker then before, and soon started running as I heard footsteps chasing me. I ran as fast as I could but soon a hand caught my wrist. I looked at who it was and found a dunk man

Man: Come on baby girl, don't run from daddy. We can have some fun you know

I tried to free myself from his grip and started crying.

Y/n: No please leave me, let me go

I plead him, but his hands started to roam around my body, I felt disgusted. I cried and tried to free myself, but couldn't, his hands went up to my chest and he tore my T-shirt. At that time I cried harder, I lost hope, I thought my life would end, I thought I'll get raped. But soon a hard punch landed on the man, causing him to fall on the ground. I turned to look who it was but I couldn't see who he was because of the darkness.

???: You shouldn't go out at this time, you could have got raped

Y/n: I know, I'm so thankful to you, you saved my life sir, thank you

I said as I cover myself with my hands. He didn't say anything and took out his coat and coved my body.

???: Don't need to thank me, do you want me to company you to your house?

Y/n: No I'll go by myself, thank you

I smiled at him and walked away. Soon I reached home, the moment I entered I saw my dad collapsed on and step mom sitting and drinking on the sofa

Mom: BIT*H WHY ARE YOU LATE

She shouted at me causing me to flinch and get scared of her even more. My mom passed away when I was 5 year old, I was very happy for those 5 years when my mom died in a car accident, from that time my dad changed and treated me as his slave and after 3 months of my mom's death he married a new woman, my dad and step mom treated me as their maid and abused me

Mom: I ASKED YOU SOMETHING WHERE WERE YOU SLUT

She said as she landed a slap on my right cheek, a drop of tear rolled down from my eye to my cheek. I look down I was afraid if she would do something to me

Y/n: I-i wa-as wo-rki-ng-g

I said shuttering, she was about to say something but passed away because she was drunk and fell on the floor. I toke the chance to run to my bedroom. I entered my bedroom and slide down from the door as all my past memories flashed in my mind to how I was with my mom to my present, I cried and cried till I got more tired. I got up and layed on my bed and drafted off to my dream land

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