"Y/n is . . ."

Namjoon mutters, "Min."

Jimin blinks. Not once, not twice.

"Hyung, what bullshit-"

"I SAID Y/N IS MIN! DIDN'T YOU FXCKING HEAR ME!?" Namjoon roars this time.

He swiftly walks upto you, grabbing the neckline of your top and swiftly pulling it down your left shoulder, he gasps,
"You have the mole as well. Fxck!"

You stiffen in terror. Jin wanted to hide it. So, was Jin right? Were you really Min? The person this family of brothers avoid even talking about.

Jimin chuckles, "Namjoon Hyung, are you alright? Do you realise what bullshit you're spewing out?"

Namjoon tosses the papers in his hands at Jimin's feet, groaning in utter frustration.

You watch Jimin lean down to grab them, he unfolds the set of papers, turning them around numerous times as he falls to his feet. Numb.

Namjoon's eyes now spill fresh tears, a sob leaves his lips as he pulls you into his arms. His palm caresses your back as he hiccups, cupping your face and searching your eyes.

"M-Min..." he whispers, "Our M-Min. You were with us all along..." he utters, taking in a deep breathe as a beautiful yet painful smile infects his lips.

Definitely, his tears were tears of joy.

You glance at Jin, who's just fuming. His palm fisted and nose flaring while he tries to keep his calm. Jin definitely wanted to keep your identity a secret.

"W-What are those papers Jimin master-?" you manage to question Jimin who's still quiet, his face looking paler than ever.

"D-Don't call me that anymore." He says between short breathes.

"DNA report." Namjoon answers for him.

"You...you don't remember us, Min?" Namjoon asks, looking into your eyes hopefully.

"I-I don't know what you mean-"

"That's enough, Joon. Let her have some rest. You guys are making it difficult for her. As a psychologist, you should know better." Jin interrupts, he walks upto you, grabbing your wrist and pulling you along until you stop yourself right in front of Jimin.

You kneel down in front of him while he stays knelt on the rough ground. His eyes are slowly but surely brimming with tears.

He looks down, without even facing you.

"Master-"

"I told you to not call me that, M-Min," Jimin says, swiftly wiping his tears only to sob harder every passing second.

You couldn't bear it. Couldn't bear seeing him sob like that. Just how much a person's existence can affect someone?

"B-but-" you glance at the ring, "Y-You weren't calling me that some minutes ago. You called me Y/n-"

He shakes his head, face down and body shivering the slightest, showing how much he's holding back.

You were expecting a reply but definitely not the one he was about to give you.

You weren't aware how damaging those three golden words of his would be.

He lifts his head, barely gazing at you as he speaks,

"Y/n doesn't exist."

Huh?

"What are you saying master-"

"I said yn doesn't fxcking exist for me anymore. Who are you even talking about Min?"

A sharp headache hits you. Your heart clenches so bad, so painfully.

You grab your head, groaning in pain as a painful sob passes your lips.

All the promises,

All the dreams,

All for nothing. . .

That's when everything goes blank for you. Tears never stopping.

Namjoon quickly catches you, lifting you up in his arms and taking you in.

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"D-Don't kill us, we're your parents! Are you crazy?!"

You hear a gunshot.

A sharp deafening sound rings in your ears and all you see is the floor covered in blood.

You see a gun at your feet. Hands shaking.

"Min!"

You hear someone familiar.

"Run! Min!"

Jin hyung?

Your vision is blurred. All you see is fog. This feels eerily familiar.

You see someone walking upto you with a little lamp in her hand, her face covered by red hood and body badly injured. A little girl.

The girl walks upto you, lifting her face up only to make you gasp at her bloodshot red eyes. A spine chilling smirk spreads across her lips.

"We finally meet." She whispers.

"Enough of being pathetic, let me take over." She grins, walking closer to you.

You take a step back, mistakenly stepping on something sharp and falling down into a dark and deep abyss.

With a loud gasp, you sit up, body shivering and skin covered with cold sweat.

You break into tears, sobbing at the thought of that little girl. She looks just like Min. The Min you saw in that photo frame.

Why would a child feel so evil?

Why would a child look so evil?

You jump when a pair of arms wrap around your shoulder, making you turn and look in a pair of equally glossy eyes.

"H-hobi hyung-"

"Yes, sweetheart. It's me." He pulls you closer, resting your head over his shoulder and patting your back.

He sniffs, holding back his tears as he watches you.

You glance up to find all the seven brothers standing around in the room.

You see Yoongi holding the same set of papers with one of his hand while the other is resting against his forehead.

Jungkook is swinging his legs while sitting on the dressing table.

Jimin still sobbing alongwith Namjoon in a corner.

Jin being the quietest and calmest while he folds his arms and watches you from a distance.

You glance at your feet, Taehyung's arms wrapped around your legs as he sobs the hardest.

The room is filled with the sounds of weeping and sniffing.

The room suddenly becomes quiet as you speak,
"D-Did I die?"

Hoseok hisses at that,
"Not anymore, Princess. Not anymore. They're all just in shock."

You feel Taehyung's grip tighten around your legs once you speak.

"How do you feel, princess? Hm?" Namjoon walks upto you, caressing your hair.

"I gave you meds. Does your head still hurt? Did you have another nightmare?" he adds.

You glance around quietly, nodding a little and looking at Jimin.

"Yn doesn't exist."

That's what he said . . .

Your heart aches at the thought again, making your lips quiver.

Taehyung now gets up, he pushes Namjoon aside and reaches out to pull you in a tight hug.

"M-Min. . .My Min, don't you remember me, princess?" he whispers in your ear, still holding you tight.

Hoseok stands up, pulling Taehyung away from you.

"It's too much for her to handle, Taehyung. Give her sometime. She was with us all this time, there must be a reason why she couldn't recognize us. Are you all seriously forgetting the fact that she last saw and met us so damn many years ago!" Hoseok says, making Taehyung stomp his feet.

"She was with us for so many months-"

"She possibly lost her memory Taehyung! Try to fxcking understand! None of us knew this, neither did she. No one would prefer living that pathetic life of yn despite knowing their actual identity," Namjoon says.

Pathetic life of yn?

Was my life pathetic to them?

Who made my life pathetic in the first place . . .

"I don't understand what's wrong with you all. Are you guys obsessed with that little girl or what? Look at Yn, she's not even little from any angle. Seriously guys?" Jungkook, unaware much, says.

He's the only one calling me yn since.

You smile the slightest, unaware of why it felt so good to hear your name again.

"Everyone, leave the room right this instant. Give her time. She's the one who suffered the most among all of us. Let her collect her thoughts. If we stay, I know you all will make her crazy with all your questions, so Jungkook, you stay with her. And I'll kill you if you make her feel uncomfortable or troubled in anyway. Understand?" Hoseok says, making everyone except Jungkook nod and walk out of the room.

Once the room is empty enough, you sigh. Slight headache still prominent in your skull.

Jungkook plops down on the bed in front of you,

"Hey, what magic did you do on them?" he asks, laughing.

"I wish I knew. I feel so disappointed and uncomfortable that I might just die right here," you respond.

He looks so chill, so weirdly chill.

"Why aren't you crying like the others?"

"I don't know shit about that Min, yn," Jungkook says, earning a chuckle from you in return.

"You had a nightmare? You looked so scared even when you were sleeping right now."

"Ah. Yes. I saw a really scary and evil girl in my nightmare...you know that greenish coloured dress wearing little girl in those photoframes-"

"You saw yourself in your nightmare? Wah! That's so fantastic! I wish I had such spooky nightmares like the main lead gets in those horror thriller movies," Jungkook exclaimed.

"Yeah yeah, you'd know how horrible they're once you actually have them." You answer back,

"Jungkook...you also believe that I'm Min?"

"Yeah, at least that's what the DNA report says. Your DNA is not only the same as the Min my brothers knew, but it also matches with Jin hyung, who's apparently your own brother. Also, I heard my hyungs discussing right now, that they also checked the DNA of the Min they buried, like, you know? They called the forensic department and dig up her grave and found out that the person they buried so many years ago wasn't Min. She was identified as an anonymous girl from the neighborhood." Jungkook adds,

"Joon hyung got your DNA by your hair I guess, he said he pulled some of your hair right from your scalp. That must've hurt."

You ponder over Jungkook's words, he did pull your hair out, that means, he was already suspecting you to be Min.

"Why didn't they check all this when they buried that girl?" You ask.

"Apparently, the person they thought to be Min was in a car accident and was badly injured. Her face was disfigured and her clothes, accessories and car was exactly the same in which Min left the mansion." Jungkook responds.

"That still doesn't make sense-"

"Jin hyung was the eldest so he identified that body as yours. He was sobbing so hard, apologizing and saying that he had his doubts but then again he said he was searching for you all these years." Jungkook finishes, laying down beside you,

"You were unconscious for some really long hours. Joon hyung gave you IV and we were all called back from our missions when Joon hyung got the DNA report. Today was hectic." Jungkook sighs, his eyelids feeling heavy as he eventually falls into a deep slumber.

You watch a little wound on his palm, boy was probably busy killing men or something.

You sigh and lay down beside him.

If I left in same car, did someone kidnap me and replaced me?

Who?

Was it . . . My step mother?

Then. . .my dad who always claimed to be my biological father, wasn't my father?

Who did all this to me?

What did I do to deserve that ...?

What did MIN do to deserve that?

D-Did Min. . .did she murder someone when she was barely a teenager?

Does that mean. . .I'm a murderer?

Who were the people I killed?

Was it an actual memory flashback or just a nightmare . . .?

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A/n-

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-Author Alpha JK.