(⚠️Verbal Abuse⚠️)

~Prologue for our queen y/n~

"You stupid girl, no wonder you're parents died. I wouldn't want to live with you either."

Her grandma spat while picking up the fallen girl. They went back home as the elderly woman cleaned the scraped knee wound. "Pack your things, I'm taking you somewhere to stay. You don't have a choice." The little girl cried her tears and started packing her things from her room at her grandmothers.

The small h/c haired girl walked in anxiously and looked around at the building. "You are staying here, I will not see you again. Goodbye." The woman walked out and shut the doors behind the young girl.

Y/N has been living here since.