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I am because we are (Ubuntu) [Permanent Hiatus]Word Count: 1686
"My name is Byun Baekhyun.
I live in a tiny apartment with a mattress as my only furniture.
I am poor but I am an art student at a university for elites.
I hide my poor status for fear of being looked down on and judged for being on the same ground as the rich. They are on top, I am at the bottom.
All I want is to be accepted and loved, but I am afraid that is impossible."
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The night is young and only the sounds of the pencil scraping different shapes and lines meeting the paper were heard in the otherwise quiet room. The students of Freehand class were given an assignment a week ago, a task to put one of their dreams into paper applying the lesson they just had. Baekhyun was not able to work on it as he was busy with other projects and his part time job. So he was cramming the work for tomorrow morning’s class.
He had a lot of dreams, a lot that involved a bright colorful future, so he had a lot of ideas to choose from. At first he thought of drawing his dream partner—a man in his case, but the thought of defending his work in front of class pushed it away. He would probably be shamed.
The house that started out with sketchy messy lines was now turning to a pretty two story house. It had a chimney on one end, a large oak tree on the side, five steps of stairs leading to the front door, and a wide path surrounded with a sketchy drawn fence.
It was in middle of drawing the last details when Baekhyun’s thoughts went back to his dream guy, his ideal partner. He never really thought of it before, all he was sure he wanted is someone to just simply.. love him, someone who won’t judge him for being filthy poor and accept him for who he is.
He paused on his work for a while, the drawing of the house momentarily forgotten; took his notepad and decided to list the things he wishes of his ideal man.
Ideal Man
Handsome Sweet Taller than me Bright smile Rich Love me & accepts me for who I am Is not afraid to fight for me Loves me wholeheartedly ♥
Baekhyun looked at his list satisfied. The last three sounded cheesy to him but those three points were the most important. He has been a witness and heard too many rumors to not underline these things and bold and italicize the letters with exclamation points in emphasis in his head.
The night ends with Baekhyun barely getting any sleep, his dream house proving much more work than he thought.
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The university was buzzing with students and teachers alike. Students greeting their friends as if they did not just meet yesterday, groups blocking pathways, and teachers heading to their first schedules of the day-- giving life to the school once again.
Baekhyun was rushing past people for he was late. He placed in too much effort in his work—blame his being perfectionist, that he did not notice the time. It was nearly eight in the morning and the students blocking his path here and there weren’t helping.
A black Maserati drives its way to the parking lots, momentarily blocking Baekhyun’s path, he curses under his breath. He felt like pulling his hair out and pushing his way through the crowd that gathered; his path was now definitely blocked.
He makes his way through the crowd, squeezing and muttering apologies—a mix of squealing fangirling girls, boys admiring, curious students of the car that just passed. Baekhyun had no time for this, students have no time for this, classes were about to start!
The driver of said luxurious car parks it at a corner at quite a hidden area and under a large tree shading it. Odd, as the point of the car was to be shown off. A tall handsome young man exits the car and the faint squeals of the girls now turned into screeches to Baekhyun’s ears.
Momentarily forgetting about the time and the reason why he was rushing, Baekhyun watches the tall, very handsome man walk to the direction of the school’s entran
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