"SONG HYE RIM!!" 

My eyes got wide. blinking quickly trying to clear my blurred sight.

My Eomma's angry voice had the power to wake me up in one second. 

The morning sunlight was coming through my window. 

Omo! I'm already late for school! I knew it >.<

I heard my mother's footsteps coming towards me.

I clumsily tried to get out of the bed. 

TRIED. 

My door swung open and there my mom stood

with her hands on her waist, with fierce eyes.

"Oh no. This is not good Hye rim.." I whispered to myself.

"Good Morning eomma..." I greeted as i quickly stood up. 

With my lazy hair.

"Can you explain to me, Why is my daughter still on the bed on a Monday morning?" 

She folded her arms across her chest , giving me a disapproving look.

"I'm not in my bed eomma. I'm on the floor" I sarcastically said pointing on the floor.

"HAHA. Very funny" she faked a  laugh. 

"Be ready in 5 minutes Hyerim. I wouldn't like you to be late for school.." 

"WHAT? 5 MINUTES?! ARE U SERIOUS MOM?" I asked.

Five Minutes?! Seriously? Who can take a bath, fix your bag and eat breakfast within 5 Freaking Minutes?!

"Time is running" 

"BUT-" 

"And you have no time for breakfast~ You'll eat a snack or bread on the way.." 

"Eoommmaaa!" 

"Four minutes!" Mom said as she closed the door.

I groaned and quickly went to my closet. My mother is a very nice person BUT..

very strict and disciplined. I attributed it to her career. MEdical school was hard. 

She graduated from it when I was nine. I knew it'd be hard for her to take care of me 

and study. But she have no choice. My father left me. H