I checked my camera as soon as I got home and cried with joy to find out the body only had some scratches. But the lens...

I laid down in bed and thought of a way to have my parents buy me new lenses. I hear a familiar song being sang by kids on our neighborhood. That song had definitely captured the hearts of the citizens, mostly children but I laugh since they don't really know the depth of the song they're singing.

I hummed the tune but stopped. iKON huh? I know some of their songs and I like some, but not really interested enough to know the members and who did what on their album. Meeting their leader in a different way made me decide not to check them out at all. Call me petty but that's just how it is. It's like having a criminal record. No matter how much you say you're a changed man, there would still be prejudice against you, more often than none.

But then music is my life. Let bygones be bygones. I can still like their music without actually having to like their group.

"Hayii!" I looked over to the door when mom barged in

"You can knock you know." I sassily remarked

"You can lock the door too." She is indeed my mother.

"I'm not buying make up." She rolled her eyes

"Too bad, I already bought some." She showed me paperbags.

"That is some?" I asked with a straight face, clearly not interested

"Yes. There will be more to come. She put the bags on my bed.

"Now hurry up. We'll surprise you sister." It's a wonder how she has not gone home more often than I thought she would. I thought she'd be home crying and bringing her things within a week. But then again, my sister's a loner so it's a sanctuary for her to live alone and far from us.

"Can't I do the same? I'm way past the legal age." I whined and she glared.

"No. You're too reckless to live alone."

"It's not being reckless! It's called being adventurous and outgoing and besides I am responsible for my actions." She thought about it

"Please?" I clasped my hands in a prayer position

"Not now. Maybe next year... or the year after that." I groaned

"You have your own room here anyway. And it's not like your dad and I are always here."

"Yes, but once you are both here, I can witness live show and it isn't really the genre I enjoy." We have no filter in this house. Only my sister is sensitive but she have not witnessed anything cause she always stays in her room.

"We never did it in you