“JUNG DAEHYUN!!!!” mrs. Jung shout as loud as possible after hearing the information from her secretary,

“what’s up mom?”

“ARE YOU A GANGSTER OR WHAT?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO KIM JONG WOOK? DON’T YOU KNOW HE’S A SON OF MR. KIM WHO’S OWNED THE QUEEN HOTEL?!!”

“yea, I do know that,” replied daehyun still focus on his phone,

“IF YOU KNOW THAT WHY ARE YOU BULLIED HIM?”

“well, first I’m not bullied him. it just he’s really a boring person,” daehyun rolled his eyes in boring expression and continue his activity,

“ENOUGH DAE, YOU’RE THE HEIR OF OUR COMPANY, SO CHANGE YOUR MANNER,” said Mr. Kim with angry tone,

“AND STOP PLAYING WITH THOSE STRANGER GIRL, OR YOU’LL GET MARRIED!” added Mrs. Jung,

Daehyun stop playing with his phone and looked at his parents in disbelieve, “I would never marrying a stranger, especially the girl mom and dad choose! I just marrying the girl who I loved, and arranged marriage isn’t cool mom,”

“then, are you’ve find the girl that you love? Don’t tell me she’s your ex,” said mrs. Jung in purpose,

“I already have, and she isn’t liked her! She’s much better than my fu*k ex!”

“come on boy, I’m your dad, don’t you think I didn’t know. You don’t have any, rite?”

“I have! If the time is right then I’ll bring her to you, and you guys just stop forcing me to marry!” said daehyun and left the house.

***

“what’s make you pissed off, dude?”  young jae, one of his bestfriend asked as he handed a juice to daehyun. It was lunch time, and as usual daehyun and the rest of B.A.P is in their seat in cafeteria.

“my parents, I have no idea why they’re always talking about arranged marriage,” he said in frustration,

“the usual problem of the heir,” zelo, the youngest sang a song,

“YAH!!”

“calm down dude, it isn’t the first time right? And from my observations you always successfully thwarting the arranged marriage,” said young jae and sip his juice,

“yeah, you right,” answered daehyun, as he drink his juice and joining the other members going back to the class because the bell was rung.

15 minutes passed, daehyun is in his history class, but he was too bored to paid an attention to his teacher. Usually he’ll go out of the class, but remembered what his parents said, so he raised his hand and asking the teacher for a bathroom break. Without waiting the teacher’s answer, daehyun stood up with his hands in his pockets and sauntered out of the classroom. No one dare to stopped him even the teachers, well that’s the power of the heir.

Daehyun walked casually with his hand on his pants pocket, in hallway to rooftop he met his best friend who waved his hand to get daehyun’s attention,

“are you skip your class again hyung?” asked jongup to the point,

“well, history class isn’t interesting at all,”

Jongup chuckled at his hyung statement, “you know, maybe you should stay still at that class sometimes, your score is really bad at that subject hyung,”

“just shut up, dude. You are do the same, aren’t you?”

“actually I have no class, cause I always got perfect score at math so mrs. Song allowed me to skip her class,” he said bluntly,

“so, where are you going now?”

“dance room, wanna join me?”

“well, dance room is better than history class, let’s go!”