Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder // prologue
Title: Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
Pairing: Bom/Yuri
Genre: drama, romance
Length: chaptered
Rating: PG-13
Inspiration: Renard - Terminal (remastered)
Disclaimer: Okay, amateur 12-year-old writer here. Don't judge me. I decided to make the characters live in America because I don't feel like making sure I use 'Unnie' and 'Oppa' and all that in the right sense.
Prologue
Her hair was multi-colored with bangs. Top black, edges a deep shade of pink. She was dressed in tight black skinnies, black spiked ankle boots, a black tank top, black spiked belt, and a black leather spiked jacket. Black has become her favorite and most trusted color ever since her parents gave her away and she became an orphan at the age of five. She was fine with the fact that no one wanted to adopt her. She liked having no family because she got to be alone, and being alone allowed time to think over things, to calm down, to relax and be worried free for a few moments.
Right now, she was entering the orphanage and heading to her room without saying anything to anyone. She was stopped when someone grabbed her arm. "Yah!" she turned around with a disgusting look on her face. It was Mr.Lee, the man who was always working as the clerk everytime she saw him. She didn't have anything against him, they would have nice conversations, but right she wanted to be left alone. "Someone wants to adopt you." Mr.Lee moved aside, the family waiting to adopt her now in view. There was a blonde woman who looked oh so elegant, a man with neatly swept brown hair who must be a business man, and a girl who looked around her age who wore a bit of suggestive clothing. Her shorts seemed to stop right at the top of her thighs!
Her heart started racing and she felt herself becoming overheated. She wasn't sure if she could be with another family, not after what her family did to her just because her they wanted a boy so her parents abandoned her.
Who was this orphan? Well she's Park Bom, and she's just a lonely, depressed 17-year-old.
Pairing: Bom/Yuri
Genre: drama, romance
Length: chaptered
Rating: PG-13
Inspiration: Renard - Terminal (remastered)
Disclaimer: Okay, amateur 12-year-old writer here. Don't judge me. I decided to make the characters live in America because I don't feel like making sure I use 'Unnie' and 'Oppa' and all that in the right sense.
Prologue
Her hair was multi-colored with bangs. Top black, edges a deep shade of pink. She was dressed in tight black skinnies, black spiked ankle boots, a black tank top, black spiked belt, and a black leather spiked jacket. Black has become her favorite and most trusted color ever since her parents gave her away and she became an orphan at the age of five. She was fine with the fact that no one wanted to adopt her. She liked having no family because she got to be alone, and being alone allowed time to think over things, to calm down, to relax and be worried free for a few moments.
Right now, she was entering the orphanage and heading to her room without saying anything to anyone. She was stopped when someone grabbed her arm. "Yah!" she turned around with a disgusting look on her face. It was Mr.Lee, the man who was always working as the clerk everytime she saw him. She didn't have anything against him, they would have nice conversations, but right she wanted to be left alone. "Someone wants to adopt you." Mr.Lee moved aside, the family waiting to adopt her now in view. There was a blonde woman who looked oh so elegant, a man with neatly swept brown hair who must be a business man, and a girl who looked around her age who wore a bit of suggestive clothing. Her shorts seemed to stop right at the top of her thighs!
Her heart started racing and she felt herself becoming overheated. She wasn't sure if she could be with another family, not after what her family did to her just because her they wanted a boy so her parents abandoned her.
Who was this orphan? Well she's Park Bom, and she's just a lonely, depressed 17-year-old.