A knife, a man, a chase. The nightmare. I run through the forest, when suddenly my hands are tied up and I fall. The man covered in a black coal stands over me. He shows his face. My step-father.

"Jina this can all stop. You know what you have to do"
"Never. I can't believe my mom married you"
"Jina, do it"
"Lose my ity to you? No way. "

The knife stabs me a couple of times, it doesn't hurt but I find myself screaming anyway.

"Jina! Jina wake up now!" I heard Jimin yelling

I opened my eyes and instantly flung my arms around him

"Jimin, its was horrible. He...... he wouldn't stop. I....." I couldn't continue. Tears were flowing down my face, I was shaken. I couldn't stop crying. The scars of my past, still with me.

"Jina what he do while I was gone? You need to tell me"

"He almost...... mom wasn't at home one day.... He almost"
"Almost what?" He roughly asked
"He almost........ me"

I looked at him and I had never seen Jimin so angry in my entire life. He looked like he could murder someone. His grip tightened to the point where it started to hurt.

"Jimin.... it hurts... your grip, it's too tight"
"Sorry"

He let go quickly and my wrist felt bare all of a sudden. I rubbed my now, pink wrist and looked back at him.

"I'm sorry Jina. I'll protect you and I swear to god if that mother fker gets in our way, I'll kill him right then and there."