Chapter One
"Ow…" Min Hana groaned. She sat on her now filthy spring dress, next to her scratched bike. The wheels spun feebly as her bike lied discarded on its side. A small trickle of blood ran down her leg where she had cut it.
"Hana!" Yoongi, her older brother skidded to a stop on his bike in front of her. "This is my fault! I shouldn't have ridden ahead." He said as he kneeled next to her, face full of worry.
"No, it's my fault for being stupid and not looking where I was going." Hana winced as Yoongi touched her knee.
"Can you walk?" he asked. Hana nodded and got to her feet. Her dress was freshly torn in two places and she could spot a bruise forming on her thigh. Just great, this dress was new too, she thought, brushing herself off.
"We have to get you home! Did you break anything? Are you sure you're alright?" Yoongi said, frantically looking her up and down.
"Yoongi, calm down! I'm fine. I can run home and change, while you go-" She was silenced by the harsh gaze Yoongi gave her.
"I'm taking you home. And you're going to stay there and rest." Hana opened her mouth to protest but Yoongi quickly grabbed both of their bikes and began wheeling them back towards her house. Sighing, Hana followed slowly. They were supposed to be meeting up with their friend Jungkook that afternoon, but now, all because of her clumsiness, she wouldn't be able to see him. Yoongi shared a dorm with all the members so he was able to see them every day, but she lived in her own house that was a little distance from them. They were also constantly working and monitored, so visits were extremely limited.
Once they reached the doorstep of her house, Yoongi tossed the bikes aside and herded Hana inside.
"Seriously Yoongi, I'm fine." She grumbled, waving him off. Ignoring her, he grabbed a blanket and a box of Band-Aids. Turning to face her, he said,
"Rest here for today. I'll tell Jungkook where you are, and you better not leave without telling me. Just-just don't make me worry about you ok?" Yoongi's voice cracked slightly, making Hana smile.
"We've talked about this before Yoongi. You don't need to protect me against the world. I'm an adult now, I can take care of myself. Plus, I'm never able to see Jungkook or the guys anymore! I can sit here and watch TV, or hang out with you any old day. I miss them, you've got to understand that." Hana thought she saw, for a split second, something dark flash in Yoongi's face. Must just be a trick of the light, she reassured herself. Turning his back on her, Yoongi strode to the door.
"I'll tell Jungkook that you couldn't come." He muttered. Before Hana could say another word, he slipped through the front door, and slammed it behind him. Hana sat on the couch, stunned by Yoongi's harsh departure. He almost never got mad at her! She heard a small rustling noise on the other side of her door. Silence fell, then a small click sounded.
Yoongi had locked her in.