*Choo Hee's POV*

*Flashback*

"Choo Hee!"

I poked my head out of my door. "Yes, mom?"

"Can you please open the door? I'm making supper."

I hopped my way to the door and without looking at the peep hole, I opened it.

"Taehyung?" I said in shock. I slowly took in his condition and the bags around him. Without muttering another word, I moved aside and waved him in.

I followed him to my room but before I could ask any questions, he turned around and had this hunted look on his face. 

"Oh my god..." I whispered. Grabbing his arm, I squeezed him into a hug. We stayed like that until I heard my mom gasp.

"Taehyung!" She ran and made him face her. Taking him in, her faced paled. 'What on earth happened to you, dear?"

"I-I-," he started crying and couldn't finish his sentence. 

"There, there," My mom pulled him into a hug. "It's alright. You don't need to finish."

"I'm going to get the first-aid kit." I walked away and couldn't help but feel anger swelling through my body. Without asking I knew who had done this to him.

Stumbling around the bathroom, I finally found it. 

"Choo Hee,"  I spinned around and saw my mom on the doorway. "Yes?"

"I need you to make sure that who ever did this to him, doesn't meet me."

I nodded. I know what she meant. She treats Taehyung like her son. And you don't want to mess with my mom.

While thoughts of ways to get back at that , I walked slowly back into my room. When I got there, Taehyung was sitting on my bed, facing blankly at the wa