Sandara Park was being kidnapped. Kidnapped! She couldn’t believe it. This wasn’t suppose to happen! None of this was on her list! A list she wishes to fulfill! But, to bad she’s here stuck being kidnapped! She couldn’t go against this man!

She glanced at his direction seeing him smile at her, she uttered in disgust. His hand was on the steering wheel, and the other on her leg which he was squeezing. “Don’t worry kiddo, we’re almost there.” She heard him say smiling while looking at the…forest? Even though he was wearing sunglasses she saw the hint of evil in his eyes. His dad was never a good man to play cards with.

“Okay, daddy what is this all about?” She asked crossing her arms in front of her pouting as she looked out the window of the car. What the hell did her father want her to do in the woods?! She cursed bitterly under her breath mouthing words she could only understand.

Her dad shot her a quick look, “I heard that.” He said slapping her leg. She glared at him, and rubbed her fingers on the red mark.

“This is child abuse! That hurt!” She hissed looking at him with all the hate in the world. She was suppose to be at CL’s nineteenth birthday! But, where was she? Oh yes, out in the forest with her crazy father.

She heard his father click his tongue, “Not as much as what you said.” He replied pointing at . He had always thought his wife had the foulest mouth in the entire world. Well, that assumption flew out the window and into the sky when he heard her daughter that morning cursing at him.

“Whatever, dad,” She snorted turning her attention back to the window.

Silence was brought upon the vehicle when the eighteen year old slipped on her earpiece and rocked out to her favorite singer, Gummy. She loved the woman to death, and why shouldn’t she? She was her sister, the only sister that her family was proud of. So, she left her comfort zone, and took a nice ride in the good life, but she eventually bought a house around, and never came back.

She felt the car pulling into a stop. She shook her head and opened her eyes seeing a huge wooden cottage made out of wood, obviously. She was squinting her eyes trying to figure out why they were stopping here. Before she could ask her father he left the car, and smelled the fresh air smiling like a freak.

“Freak,” She whispered rolling her eyes back to her iTouch.  She scanned through her favorite playlist and caught Digital Bounce by Se7en. She played the song, and laid back on the seat thinking her dad only needed to twinkle.

Thirty ing boring minutes past and he hadn’t returned yet. Dara sighed heavily, stepping out the car pulling out the earpieces out of her ears uttering at disgust as she saw dog poop on the ground, she avoided the dirty spots, and finally saw her father standing beside two men. One was probably her age, and the other seemed to be at the age same as her dad.

“The hell, dad?!” she asked herself stepping a bit closer to the group. She made another step, and heard something breaking. “!” She screamed running towards her dad climbing on his back with her feet. Thank God, she was wearing flats! “Daddy!” she yelled clinging unto her father’s neck. “What are we still doing here?!” She asked screaming at his ear, while she buried her face on his neck.  He heard a chuckle from him. “This isn’t funny, daddy.” She said rolling her eyes even though she knew her Dad couldn’t see her.

“Well, well, seems like you’ve change a lot! Haven’t you, Dara?” She heard a rusty-old familiar voice echoing in her ears. Who the hell? She asked herself looking confused. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and she flinched making the voice laugh. “Seems like you have.” He said patting her back.

Her dad chuckled along with the man, “Dara, don’t you remember?” She shook her head on his back, and murmured the word ‘no’. “That’s too bad.” She heard him say.

He set her daughter down, patting her head. “This is my good old friend Joui Kwon,” He introduced while Dara nodded her head trying to remember. A Kwon? Where has she heard that name again? She thought to her self making her forehead wrinkle. She glanced over to the boy the seemed to be the same age as her. His back was facing her, and she looked at him trying to remember.

He suddenly turned back at her with that familiar smile of his gracing his features, and it hit her.

“.” 

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