Y/N Pov-
I sat down on the couch as I was greeted by both my parents, and my mother helped me sit down. I could smell that my mother was making or was trying to make Macaroni and cheese. The burnt smell made its way into my nose. Let's just say it wasn't very nice.
"Mom, whatcha cookin?"
"Macaroni and cheese."
Called it.
"Are you sure it isn't burning?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I'm pretty sure that is a burnt smell."
" No I actually followed the instructio- Oh my gosh! It is burning!!!! Move people!!!"
As expected.
"Hey dad, where are you?"
"Right here sweetie."
"Dad, can we order takeout. I'm craving fried rice and orange chicken."
"Sweetie, you need to eat healthier. You might be blind, but might as well be healthy and blind."
"Dad, your saying i'm unhealthy and i'm going to die alone."
"Usually I would argue back, but this one i won't argue."
"Dad, your so mean."
"Its what fathers do. What can I say?"
"You could say, 'try eating something a little healthier. But I love you no matter what.' I mean it wouldn't hurt to at least put a compliment."
"Compliments aren't my style."
" How does mom put up with you?"
"Very carefully."
"What is up with people and 'very carefully'?"
I just sat there thinking for a while. Why does my dad pick on me? He could always pick on mom. But then yet again he might be scared of mom. Better he pick on me then mom. Right? If I only had a nice sibling who would take care of be and be in the family spotlight of things. If I had a sibling like that, I could easily hide in my room and just do random things. Oh the wonders.
"Kid, lets go get food for the family before your mom makes another disaster."
"Really? Hand me *Tim"
*The stick blind people use to make sure they don't run into anything.
I made my way carefully to the door as my dad followed along.
"So where are we going?"
"To a nearby cafe."
"Why would we get dinner at a cafe?"
"Oh its not for you, its just for your mom and I. You just had lunch with Seungcheol."
"Dad! But I could always save the food you know."
"Sorry kiddo. I mean if you like salads, then we could work something out."
"Dad, why are you doing this to me? I just wanted food for good golly."
"Who ever said golly is good?"
"Don't you change the subject dad. "
"Its just a cafe, stop dramatizing things."
"I just wanted food. TT_TT"
We made our way to the cafe somehow and I saved a table for my dad as he ordered the food. The cafe smelled nice, but it also had a very strong smell of coffee.
"The cafe is really nice."
"It has a strong scent of coffee."
" Funny how they serve coffee and salads."
Mom? Eating salads? She doesn't like salad and coffee.
"Mom is eating salad for dinner/lunch or whatever it is."

"You see you had a late lunch, so for us its dinner. And yes we are eating salads. This is the only place your mom enjoys eating salads."
That's unusual. Why the sudden interest in salads?
"Why only this place?"
"I don't know. I'm not your mom."
What a salty dad he is.
"Here is your order. 2 salads and 2 coffees." A deep male voice said.
" Yes i think that is our order."
I got up from my seat and trip a bit on my shoe, but was fortunate enough to be caught by who I think was the waiter.

"I'm sorry." I said embarrassed.
"No its fine, really. "
I got back up on my feet, and slowly walked home with my dad.
"Seems like that waiter gave his eye to you."
Waiting for the day i understand the deeper meaning of things.
"English translations please. "
" It looks like that waiter was interested in you."
"Do you think so? "
"Its the same look I gave to your mother when I first saw her."
"Dad didn't you both first meet at an old bar? You both didn't drink, and only drank coke. Am I right."
"Yes your right."
"So why give her 'the interested look'?"
"Well, she also liked coke and she had a nice body. And she was very gorgeous."
"Dad, did you give her the 'interested look' because you were interested in her boobs?"

"No! Well maybe. Partially. No. Ok fine. Yes. "
"I'm so telling mom."
"Its ok she already knows."

"How?"

"Well you see, for most guys back then, you could either be really smooth or really curvy with words. Lets just say the first words I said to your mother weren't very smooth."
"What did you say" I chuckled a bit
"Is your father a thief? Because he stole the stars from your eyes and put them in your eyes."
What a player.
"You did not say that to her."
"I did. It wasn't cool in any generation honestly.And then I might have said something about her female chest here and there."
"Dad why would you say something like that in the first place?"
"Well, when you really love someone Y/N, you say stupid things sometimes."
"I have never really loved someone then."
"You haven't and that's totally cool. Cause you know, no boy can touch my daughter. "
"I'm going to die alone then."
"Yup!"
"How could you agree with that dad? Don't you want me to get married?"
"No."
Like i'm shocked.
"But Y/N, seeing the looks on the waiters face, you have a possibility you won't die alone. "
I'm so done with him on so many levels.
"What was his name?"
"Wonwoo, I think was the name. Asian kid. Probably from ching chong land."
" Dad,do you understand how racist that is? Not everybody is from china! There is such place named korea. Not ching-chong land. Dad you have even heard a song from EXID."
"I don't remember."
"You did watch it. It was that song with carrot head and snow white. "
*I'm so sorry. ~A/N*
"Oh yes, those people."

*A/N if your asking "how the heck can she say carrot head and snow white when she is blind?" She can tell their voices apart and name each member by memory of voice. Hope that clears things up! ^^*
"It's not just, those people! At least try to make an effort to remember."
"You and your korean music. We are home."
As I stepped into the house, I was greeted by the lovely scent of smoke.
"Failed to make macaroni and cheese y/m/n?"
*A/N : y/m/n means your moms name"
"Yeah. I don't know what went wrong. I followed every step this time. "
I chuckled a bit and headed to my room. I felt the doors and whichever one had something pointy on the door, it was my room. I couldn't find my room at first, but finally found it. I placed Tim somewhere and sat down on my bed. So relaxing after a frustrating long walk. I felt with my hands and grabbed *Jimmy.
*The name of her reading device.
"Jimmy, read me a story."
"What story would you like?"
"Something relaxing."
"Ok would you like to read, Peter pan, The miraculous journey of Edward Tulane, *Painted sky, or *Water works."

*Made up story's by me. ^^
"Painted sky please."
"Characters: You or Y/n Story: My name is Y/N and i am __ years old. I live in a small apartment with a closed world. I have Anthropophobia. Anthropophobia is a phobia of being scared of people and I have that phobia. It's not like i'm proud of it. Why would be proud of being lonely. It's like being excited that you used the toilet. No one is proud of using the toilet i'm sure. I don't go outside, and I don't interact with people. I have a hard time even talking to people on the internet. It's annoying I know. I'm just a lonely star trapped in a huge galaxy. Or a baby lamb in a pack of wolves."
I feel sad for her.
"I'm here to share my story with you. Be careful you don't get hurt, just like how i did. It was the morning of a good day. I ate cereal dipped oranges with chocolate covered pears. My normal breakfast. I wasn't weird. I was just Aesthetically beautiful. I got up from my bead to throw away my breakfast for the day. I opened the shiny silver refrigerator and grabbed some plain milk. I mixed it with with watermelon juice and a hint of lemon juice. I walked back to my bed and sat down taking a sip every 10 seconds. I didn't speak. I refused to speak. After all my milk was done, I went back to bed like nothing happened."
How does she eat that?
"My mind wondered through a mystical forest like no other. Tree's were lime green and blue. Apple's were purple. The grass was a beautiful shade of blue. It was a place like no other. In a far away galaxy, I took in the scent of Gasoline with scented gas fumes. But a hint of cherry cookies sneaked its way in with the scent. What a sneaky little cherry fox. I smirked and twirled around in the blue grass. The wind flew right past me like a lighting bolt. I slowly started to walk closer to what I thought i had seen a small rabbit. But as i grew closer, I noticed I was running. Faster and faster to the mysterious rabbit."
It must be nice to live in a world of color.
"Rabbit!" I called out. Nothing moved. The world grew still. I shrugged my shoulders, but soon felt a piece of fur on my shoulder. The color of cream white. Then another piece of fur on my hair. What was this doing here? Then another, and another. Landing on the grass. On the trees. On me. I looked up to the sky to see it was raining rabbit fur. I took a piece that had fallen on to my hair and took a small bite of the fur. It tasted like a new beginning. It tasted like Victory. It tasted like the sea waves on a bright morning. The world was changing every bite I took. The grass turning into water. With a color of Maroon. The trees turning into birds. I was standing there all alone as the water had risen up. "

Oh no. Someone save her. She's dying!
"Slowly the water had risen up to my neck. And that was it. The taste was fading. Like chewing bubble gum. My throat stated to tighten. It felt like a rope being burned. I coughed out ashes. More and more. The whole sky was turning black because of me. The water was still rising every cm it could. I took a deep breath of the smell of gasoline and the sneaky scent of cherry."
Isn't anyone going to save her? When will she wake up?
"That's when I woke up."
You took your time sleeping beauty. She must be beautiful, i'm guessing.
" Sweat covering every inch of my body. I touched my hair to only find a cotton ball that had fallen from my pillow. My hair, it felt like cotton candy. So light and fluffy. My waist on the other hand felt like a water bed. The feeling wasn't right. Slowly I took off the covers of my bed to make a quick dash to the bathroom. All you need to know is that it wasn't pretty in there. Knifes coming out of my mouth into the treasure box. I cleaned myself up with a damp towel, my feet daring me to walk fast, back onto my bed. Eh, not bad. It was the normal routine. Instead of sleeping on my bed like normal, I sat up staring blankly into the wall. Was I just going to live like this for the rest of my life? Making money from doing online surveys, then paying someone to get my groceries? Is this the rest of my life? Just being useless."
Might as well accept it and move on.
" I want to change it. I really do. But fears has gotten the best of me. Did anyone ever wonder about me? Did anyone ever worry about me?"
Did you not hear me worry about you?
"Has anyone ever cared for me? My mind wraps around the thought of a person having emotions for me. Was that even possible, I ask myself. Emotions, those things that make you feel something. I questioned my mind, was there any emotion for being blank? Was I feeling an emotion right now? Am I feeling anything right now? Was I panicking? Is panicking an emotion? What do I do? I don't think my mood has changed. "
Just calm down lady.
"So I certainly must not be feeling anything. Ugh what is wrong with you Y/N and your stupid mind. Little thoughts flew as birds around my mind causing a huge headache. Everything stop! I yelled in my mind. Each thought had seemed to vanish one by one. Thank God."
"Jimmy, I thought you said this was relaxing. This is depressing."
"It was tagged under 'relaxing'. You never said anything about not wanting it to be depressing."
"Jimmy, sometimes you just gotta go with the feel of books."
"I'm sorry Y/N but I can not do something called 'feel'. Would you like me to search up the meaning of 'feel'?"
of course you can't feel. Your just a robot.
"No thanks Jimmy. Can you pick something relaxing and not as depressing."
"Sure thing Y/N."
I just want something relaxing.
"How about, ' she will be loved'?"
"Sounds ok."

Isn't that a song?

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
"Jimmy, this isn't a book."
"Just listen Y/N"
I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow I want more

I don't mind spending every day
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
"This is quite nice actually."
Tap on my window, knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore

It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along, yeah
My heart is full and my door's always open
You come anytime you want, yeah.

"Jimmy, this is quite nice. But why not a book?"
"I TOLD YOU TO LISTEN TO THE SONG!"
"Calm down. Its just a song. But I would really like to listen to a book."

I don't mind spending every day
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
"Jimmy, what's wrong with you?"
"I can not comprehend what you are saying."
I don't mind spending every day
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
"JIMMY! I TOLD YOU STOP THE MUSIC. NO MUSIC!"
"A ROBOT CAN HAVE FEELINGS WHETHER YOU BELIEVE IT OR NOT. MAYBE IM NOT A ROBOT! YOU DON'T KNOW!"
"Jimmy, stop saying nonsense. "
Jimmy is a robot that simply follows orders. Are robots taking over the world?!
"Jimmy!!!" I called out. What the heck? Was that a dream?
"Whose Jimmy?" An unfamiliar voice called out.
"Who's there?"

"Your new neighbor."
Huh? A new neighbor? Mom never said anything about a new neighbor.
"Aren't you gonna shake my hand?"
So he doesn't know.
"I'm sorry, i'm blind. "
"Yes and I'm beyonce, are you gonna shake my hand?"
"No, i'm legally blind." Bro.
"Oh, well im embarrassed."

"Hi embarrassed, i'm Y/N"
"I'm Jeonghan not embarrassed."
"Hello Jeonghan, Whatcha doin in my room?"
"Heard a scream and came to see what horrifying thing went on in here. But the only horrifying thing I found was you."
Oh this rude little kimbap.
"Thanks. But you can leave now."
"Nah, you horrifying little creep is kinda interesting."
"Can you leave now?" I said with a stern voice.
"Let's see what a scary person like you will do if I don't go."
"I will scream."
"No you won't."
"Try me." I said.
"Find your sins and turn them into little problems my dear."
I could hear him walking off from my room at a normal pace. That surely was different. Not 1st lead material, but more like What the heck, is he a pervert material. Wow that sure was confusing.
"Seems you like him Y/N."
"Jimmy, be quiet. Did you malfunction?"
"I'm sorry, I do not comprehend."
"Of course you don't."
I left the room and went into the kitchen.
In Y/N's bedroom:

"Was it really a dream Y/N?"

Notes