Next Day

Daehyun's POV

*Beep Beep Beep*

I groaned at the annoying beeping sound. Darn alarmclock! I tried blocking out the beeping by putting my pillow over my head. At least it blocked out some of the noise. But.... Something else woke me up...

"YAH! JUNG DAEHYUN! GET YOUR LAZY UP FOR SCHOOL! I DON'T WANT ANYONE CALLING ME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY JUST BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T GO TO SCHOOL!" Ugh.. Of all times she has to enter my room, why now?

"YAH! AREN'T YOU GOING TO GET UP?! IF YOU DON'T I'LL POUR WATER OVER YOU!" OKAY, TIME TO GET UP!

"Alright! Alright! I'm up, I'm up! Geez.. No need to threaten me." 

"Well, at least you woke up. Now go wash up. Breakfast is ready downstairs once you're done."

Sigh...

After she exited the room, I walked to get my uniform and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Another ty day of school. Hope everything that happened before was just a dream.

Jongup's POV

I woke up to my alarm clock beeping. The though of it ringing only reminds me that another dreadful day has begun. I quickly turned off the alarm and got up from bed only to lie back down. The torture yesterday was too strong that every part of my is aching all over. I tried getting up again but this time, slowly.

I managed to stand and walk over to my closet to get my uniform and went to the bathroom.

On the way to the bathroom, I bumped into Jongin as he just exited the bathroom. I tried to avoid all forms of eye contact and walked into the bathroom. Before going in, Jongin said, "I wouldn't tell anyone about yesterday if I were you."

That sentence just sent shivers down my spine. Like I would have ayone to tell anyway. I walked into the bathroom and got under the shower head. Sigh.. Another day awaits.

After I got out of the bathroom, dressed in my uniform, I walked back into my room to find no Jongin in the room. Sighing of relief, I wore my hoodie and picked up my bag, heading down to the kitchen.

There was no one there so I guess my "dad" already went out for work and Jongin went to meet with his friends. I walked to the fridge to look for any form of edible food to eat. Luckily, there was an apple in a compartment of the fridge. I took that apple, not caring that I will get murdered if they knew I ate something. Making a mental note to buy