Krystal POV

" U-uh,... Kry-stal .. ? Wh-where's the b-bath-room.. ? " I hear my unnie stuttering in the living room. She's been like this since , I don't even know. In the mall?

We are now currently at home after shopping from the mall. Damn , I was so tired with my sister being so super awkward with me all of the sudden.

I mean like , where's her blonde hair ? Her cold-aura ? Her poker face ? Her self ?

Mentally , I facepalmed at myself and then sighed, slowly facing towards my unnie.

" Don't you even remember that you have your OWN toilet in your room ? "

Silent.

Silent.

Silent.

Silent.

" Wheres my room ? " Ending her sentence with a scratch at the back of her head.

I groaned in frustration then gritted my teeth. Like , what the heck really happened to her. Did she hit herself or something.

Stomping my feet to the ground and then stormed infront of her. Grabbing her wrists , dragging her towards her room's door.

As we reached infront of her door , I rolled my eyes at her and pointed straight towards her room door.

" Uhh... " My unnie was blurred.

" This.. This is YOUR room.. YOUR ROOM. " Doing hand gestures infront of her then to the door , just to make sure that she