I followed my father up the stairs. "Dad what are you doing?", I asked while I watched dad searching for a bag. "Sorry my child, I cannot do this anymore. Sorry for involving you with this", father said as he packed his clothes and small things. "Appa...", I whispered but he kept on going. Mom and dad have been fighting a lot these months and there is nothing I can do to stop them two. I feel hopeless while being surrounded by their screams. I am just standing here in my parents' room and do nothing to stop my father like I always do. It's over between my parents. Dad once in a while comes home and takes his things with him whenever mom and her boyfriend aren't around. My mom's boyfriend hates to see my father but I love to see him, he's my father afterall. Mom's boyfriend is in his 30's and he makes me feel uncomfortable whenever I am around him. Since dad doesn't have the keys of the house anymore after divorcing, he's not allowed to enter the house obviously. But once in a time when I think he comes to see me, he takes his stuff with him. Mom is against me ; opening the door for dad. And since mom is against it, her boyfriend also does. When he finds out my father has been in the house, he would scold, acting like my father while he is not. He also says he is going to punish me while he has no rights to do that... How can my mom chose a man like him after shortly after divorcing dad?

Krystal POV (Monday week 1)
"How could he look at me like that?", I whispered to myself while walking down the streets. I walking my way home and once in a while walk across students. The students in uniform remind me of the way that Kim Jongin guy looked at me. "Byuntae", I said. "WHO'S A BYUNTAE?!" A pair of big hands suddenly rested on my shoulders wich made me turn around out of shock. "YAH MYUNGSOO!", I shouted at Myungsoo who held my shoulders. I am sincerely afraid Kim Jongin heard what I described him as, as a byuntae. "Who is a byuntae?", Myungsoo asked. I shrugged the pair of hands from my shoulders and tried to hide my red face. I somehow feel embarassed by my words. "YOU! How can you approach a girl like this", I spread my fingers and held my arms in the air, like a grizzly bear would attack its food. I shot my gaze at the smiley Myungsoo. "You're so cute", two dimples appeared on the guy's face. "I can do this to you. Just know that", Myungsoo said and pushed my forehead, causing me being a bit unbalanced. I kept my pokerface and continued walking home, taking my steps away from the older one. It annoys me whenever Myungsoo is right. He is like a not blood related brother to me. He can treat me this way and he knows it while it takes me a while before realizing. He's not a ert for doing that, I am just trying change the subject about the reality. He approached me like that because of he can, because he is close with me, cares and worries about me. I heard Myungsoo's footsteps following mine. "Why are you so early today?", I asked, knowing Myungsoo would heard it since he walked right behind me. "I'll tell you later when we get home"

Kai POV (Monday week 1)
I threw my towel in my bag after whiping swear from my forehead and zipped up my vest. "I'll see you tomorrow", coach Park finished the training and left. After saying my goodbye to my teammates, I walked to the busstop with Chen. "You surely are going on that field trip right?", Chen asked, "I saw the way you looked at Seulgi in class. Last year, last chances" Chen put on a erted smirk to me while he on his bottle for water. I ignored his dirty moves. "I think I will go for other girls. Seulgi suits you better", I laughed. "Why why why?", Chen asked. "I fell for another girl" Chen woo-ed excitingly, making teasing movement to me. " So unexpected from the women seducer, you seem to grow up Jongin", Chen highfived me. I smirked, women seducer, such a funny way to call me.

"I am home~!", I yelled through the house as soon as I kicked out my shoes and entered the livingroom. Mom and dad who seemed to finish dinner just now, were still sitting in the kitchen. "Jongin, I left some food for you in case you're hungry", mom said as soon she saw me. As I approached my parents with my bag over shoulder, dad passed by me. "Appa", I followed my dad's steps to the livingroom where I just came from. "Jongin, you smell, go shower-" I followed dad to the livingroom and threw myself on the sofa after putting my bag on the floor. "How was your training?", dad took a seat on the sofa across me with newspaper in his hands. "Dad, there is something I want to ask you about", I changed the subject to my interests. Father gave me nod, signing me to ask. "The schooltrip, how is it organised?", I asked out of curiosity. "Why would you care, you won't be part of it anyway", dad simply anwsered, "It's not for the topsporters. You know how important the trainings are. Cancelling the trainings are more expensive than organizing the trip" In the past, I've never been part of school of certain school events with being topsporter as reason. Yuri who is a topsporter swimming, swims for  Asia championships and never attend school event due her schedules. Minho who's a topsporter soccer also barely attends school events. Topsporters are like outstanders when it comes to school events. "Are all classes from all grades going together?", I asked my father who was reading his newspaper in concentration. "Yes 11 and 12th grade are going, divided in profiles. OMEGA, Visual Performing Arts and Performing Art are going together. The Highschool sporters are going on a different kind of schooltrip, a sporty one. The plans might change a bit due the amount of students who will