“Youngjae-ah~! Youngjae-ah~! YOUNGJAE-AH!” I looked away from whatever I was looking at before looking at the annoying person right in front of me…Daehyun. He was moving his head in different directions while making his eyes swirl around. He kept sticking his tongue out and wiggling it, which made me feel grossed out. “What~is~with~you~?” He was being rather weird, and I was feeling really uncomfortable at the moment. I straightened my back.

     “Nothing,” I said.

     Daehyun stopped doing what he was doing (which I was glad about) before going back to his seat.

     “You know what song is stuck in my head right now?” 

     “What?”

     I really didn't care in all honesty. Since I wasn’t looking at him, Daehyun grabbed my shoulders before forcing me to turn my whole body at him. I didn’t say anything, but I did get his arms off of my shoulders as soon as I was fully facing him. Then, out of the blue, Daehyun crossed his arms before moving side-to-side and lifted his right hand up to his chin. From the looks of it, he was trying to make a face that looked like he was sleepy, but at the same time like he was serious. Did that even make sense? I just continued analyzing his face, figuring out as to what he wanted me to get from what he was doing.

     “han beon ui kiseuwa hamkke nari seondeuthan ganghan ikkeulim~”

     Upon listening to what he was singing, I furrowed my eyebrows at him, thinking he was a psycho. He continued to repeat the same line over and over while still doing the small dance gesture. Was I supposed to guess what he was singing because I really didn’t know.

     Daehyun pursed his lips right after and then began to move his hands all over his chest. I realized that some people were looking at our direction, and I just wanted to put my head down because what Daehyun was doing was just so embarrassing.

     “I got chuuuu under mah skin~”

     That was the end for me. I placed my head on the desk while cursing silently at Daehyun. I didn’t even want to look up any more, but the stupid person known as Daehyun kept calling my name out, trying to get me to look up.

     “Youngjae-ah! Do you know the song?” I slowly looked up, seeing if some people were still watching before completely picking my head up. Daehyun was still pursing his lips, but he was no longer touching himself. I shook my head while keeping a scrunched up face. This left Daehyun with eyes as big as Kyungsoo’s and with a mouth as wide as a hippo’s. “It’s DBSK! You know? Mirotic?” Now that name did sound familiar to me. 

     “What other songs do they sing?” 

     “Uhhh…you got the wrong number~”

     That didn’t help a lot, but I still nodded my head as to show that I actually knew what Daehyun was singing.

     “Yeah, yeah I remember who DBSK is! They’re that one…artist…” I lied while scratching my head. I had heard of DBSK, but I didn’t really know their songs or…the people. Daehyun nodded his head so enthusiastically, it looked as if it was going to rip off from his neck.

     “Yes, yes! That is exactly what I was talking about! See, you do know some stuff, Youngjae-ah!”

     And with that, Daehyun leaned forward before grabbing my shoulder and pulling me forward as well. He then took his other hand to slap my back so hard, I let out a rather loud yell. Some people glanced at us, and I just wanted to crawl into a deep hole. Daehyun awkwardly started laughing before awkwardly letting me go.

     “I didn’t even hit you that hard.”

     “Shut up,” I said, trying to rub my back even though I could barely reach it. 

     “Youngjae-ah, you know what you need at the moment?” I wanted to ignore him, but I still looked at him.

     “What?” Daehyun smirks.

     “Work out sessions! You’re too weak!”

     “…” 

     “Aw, c’mon! You can do it! I have faith in you!” By that time, I was fully recovered from the brutal slap on my back. I frowned at Daehyun before shaking my head.

     “Do you really think I could do that? I can barely go to school let alone, talk to you!” Daehyun shook his head while moving his finger right in front of my face.

     “Youngjae-ah, you’re being negative. All you really need to do is tell your parents that you want to be buff and have all the y ladies around you. You know what I am saying?”

     “No!” Daehyun heavily sighed before clasping both of his hands together.

     “Okay, okay. To get you to understand better. Just tell your parents that you want to-“

     “-Yes, I get it, but I’m not going to do that! I don’t even want to work out or get all the ladies!”

     “Ugh…” Daehyun then tsk-ed at me before placing a hand on his forehead. “I can somehow feel the loneliness in you and that you will be living a lonely life forever.” 

     “Wow, that’s mean.”

     “Like I said, get buff and you won’t have a lonely life!” I just wanted the final bell to ring so I could get away from Daehyun.

     Surprisingly, my prayers were heard for the final bell had rung, indicating the end of school and I instantly picked up all my stuff before dashing out of the classroom. My main priority was to get away from Daehyun at the moment and as I walked out of the building to the the front gates, a really skinny body blocked me, making me somewhat fall on my . I rubbed my lower back before getting up and grabbed my stuff, totally ignoring the person that made me fall.

     “Youngjae-ah!” It was Baekhyun. I rolled my eyes in exasperation before slightly letting out a smile.

     “Yes?”

     Baekhyun simply winked at me before getting closer to me.

     “Can you set up a date with me and Daehyun?”

     Upon hearing that request, I backed away from Baekhyun, shaking my head.

     “No, I have better things to do than set up dates for people whom I barely know.”

     Baekhyun then stomped his foot like a little kid before pouting.

     “Please!”

     “Ask him yourself!”

     “No!”

     “Then I’m sorry!” I bowed at him before quickly running out of the gates and finding the one car that I knew as my noona’s. 

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     I was in my room, sitting at my desk, doing my homework when I suddenly put my pencil down. I rubbed my face before leaning back on the chair.

     I wasn’t thinking of anything in particular, but the thought of Daehyun’s past kept coming through my mind. As in what made him go through depression? Why did he go so far as to kill himself? Ugh, why was I even bothering with this?

     I shook my head before getting up and heading out to the kitchen to find something to eat. It was somewhat late so I had expected my parents to be asleep, but I was shocked when my father was in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal. This had never happened before so when he saw me, I widened my eyes before stopping on my tracks. My father furrowed his eyebrows before urging me to come further. I obliged silently before sitting across from him in the counter. I never really did have a one-on-one alone time with my father so I felt very awkward at the moment, wanting to run back to my room. I had my hands on my thighs and I kept biting my bottom lip while waiting for my father to speak first. I was too afraid at the moment to speak up because I didn’t want to say something wrong, which would make my father go berserk. A few minutes went by and soon, my father looked up from his bowl of cereal at me. He sighed before pushing the empty bowl to me. I didn’t make a single move.

     “Are you going to get cereal or not? If not, put it in the sink,” he said before letting out a low cough.

     I was no longer in the mood to eat so I just placed the empty bowl in the sink. When I sat back down on the stool, I didn’t look at my father. I didn’t want to see what he was doing.

     “How’s school?”

     “It’s great,” I said.

     “Will you look up so I can see that you’re being honest?” I looked up slowly, but my eyes did not dare look at my father’s eyes. I felt sweat forming on my forehead, but I was too tense to even care at the moment. “Why are you up so late.” It didn’t really sound as a question for rather like a statement.

     “I have a lot of homework.”

     “Well, okay then.”

     And with that, the atmosphere went silent and it felt even more awkward. I didn’t really have anything to talk about, and I didn’t even want to talk to my father, but I just couldn’t leave so I just sat there in silence. 

     Silence…pure silence…I was seriously suffocating.

     “I heard that you’re going to have another competition,” my father suddenly blurted out to which I just nodded. 

     “Are…you going…to attend it?”

     This time I fully looked him into the eyes. All my years of playing the violin, my father never once went to any of my recitals or competitions. Whenever I would ask him, he would say “yes”, but that was all a lie because on the day of the event, my father never showed up. Because of that, I always ended up crying with my mother constantly telling me that “daddy had some serious things to do.” Bull. After I turned 13, I gave up and never asked my father if he was going to go to my recitals or competitions. I had already been rejected so many times, I didn’t care anymore.

     But, I don’t know why I asked him out of the blue tonight. To be honest, I was hoping he was going to say “yes”. Maybe…just maybe…he could pay me back for all those times he lied to me. I continued looking at my father to which he just sighed. From that soft sigh, I let out a small frown and looked down at the counter table. Obviously, he didn’t want to go because he didn’t want to ing sit on a chair and just ing listen to his son play the ing violin and to see how much his son had ing improved for so many years. I just knew it all.

     “Maybe,” he said, “I’m going to be taking a business trip to the States around the time of your competition. If it isn’t on a day where I’ll be gone, then I’ll go.” Like Hell you will go, you ing liar.

     “Oh…okay.”

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     The next day during English class, Daehyun randomly tapped my shoulder to which I turned around to look at him.

     “What?”

     “Did you ask your parents?”

     “About what?”

     “Ugh…about the working out!” 

     “No!”

     “Why?”

     “Because I don’t want to work out!”

     “But you won’t be buff and you will live a lonely life!”

     “Well, I’m fine with that!”

     “Sure, sure! I bet you will be jealous when you see me with a hot, y, banging wife with my five kids! You will be crying your eyes out!”

     “Yeah, sure.”

     “You will!”

     “Okay, yeah, sure.” 

     “I’m being serious!”

     “That’s great,” I said before turning back around to face the front. Daehyun was saying other stuff, but I chose to ignore him because I really didn’t want to hear his stupid voice or simply anything from his mouth.

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So now we see how Youngjae is with his father~Yeah most of this chapter was random, and HINT HINT: It will be like that for the next chapters until one specific chapter comes up AND yeah~~~~ Don't want to spoil! Anyway, I might update tomorrow or Thursday...maybe Friday? I'm still working on chapter 8 and I'm going to start chapter 9 soon because I'm almost done with chapter 8 and adfsdsdg I think for the time being, I will be focusing on Youngjae's school life and his friends and yeah~ And some parts with his parents, but I have other plans for the parents so yeah~ UGH I'm saying too much and I shouldn't even be saying anything in the first place! sadfs! So yeah...do you guys even read these Author notes I write? Lolzzz U GUYS BETTER...lolz jk...maybe not...BYE-BYE! Thank you for supporting my story! ^^