"I got a message. Your father came to school, go to your rector", teacher called out my name and said during the time we got to make our homework by ourselves out of a sudden. I didn't do anything wrong, why do I've to go to my rector? I stood up from my seat and head my way out of the classroom. My classmates stared at me in disbelief because this is my first time I'm seeing my rector during class. They must be suprised. "Take your books with you", teacher said. I obeyed my teacher and returned back to my seat and packed my books and etui in my backpack wich I placed on the ground against my table. "Anyongaseo teacher", I bowed out of respect and left the classroom without a single sentence from the teacher. It's strange. Teacher Kim is a strict math teacher, but whenever we work well she got a huge sence of humour. We're all afraid of her even though we know she;s truly kind and only strict for us so we can study well. "Why isn't she saying goodbye to me as she'd usually do?", I asked myself. It's strange. As I leave the math classroom, I head to the second floor, where the teachers room and offices are located. I waited in front of the red closed door of rector Lee's office. Through the sidewindows in beside the door, I see my father sitting across rector Lee. I knocked on the door with as response my father standing up and approaching me. "Dad...", I hesitated, "why are you here? I swear I did nothing bad... " "Son, I am not here for your bad deeds...", my father's words slowly dozed off. "Your sister passed away"

Kai POV

"THREE OUT!", the referee yelled and the crowd went crazy. "DAMN JONGIN!", coach Park yelled furiously out loud, able for me to hear from 15 meters distance. The crowds arefor our team, but for the opponent. We could be the cup winner, but I screwed it up for my team. "YOU LITTLE.." I kneeled down on the ground out of dissapointment and regret. "WAKE UP!" I whipe my sweat away from my forehead with the sleeves of my shirt and then used my shirt to cover my face. I don't want to hear it, I don't want see it... I don't want to wake up. "Kim Jongin, I told you not to go out last night!", mom pulled away my blanket. I automatically hugged onto my pillow once my mom pulled my blanket away. Yes, 18 years old and I still have a mother who has to wake me up for school. "You've to go to school... you know it; if you don't study well, no baseball for you", like that mom left me alone, peace. Unlike other kids, I stand up by myself one I get to hear that one word in the morning, baseball. That's what I need from my mother, that one word when I wake up. I'm death if I don't get to play baseball once I drop out of class. Absence, marks, hardworking and more will be noted down. As a topsporter, you're done one you get inadequate for one of these. As usually, I wear a simple casual t-shirt under my uniform shirt with my school uniform trousers after a hot shower. "Your dad is going to bring you to school", mom began when I joined my parents at the dinner table with a cup of coffee and tea. "Why?", I asked. Dad never brings me to school. For the past few years during high school, I go to school by myself with the bus and subway. "Jongin, did you forget?", father asked. I looked at him, I scanned him and then the 'forget'-thing came to my mind. "Tie?", I pointed at my neck while looking at my father's neatly folded tie. He looked in disbelief at me: "I seriously don't understand you Jongin. Why are you behaving like fool at home and thumping at school. Yeobo, do you understand it?" "It's because of you, fine?", I rolled my eyes and took a sip of my warm tea. "Ofcourse it's because of me, you're my son, ofcourse you are hardworking like me", dad said sarcastically. "What's it what you want to hear? What did I forget? ", I asked. " You're going to attend school at your father's location now. Did you even hear what we said during diner?", mom asked. I remember, dad was talking about the number of the signups dropping. "SSPA in Dongguk is closed, so the students