“Get up….” “Mmmm…” “Get up..ppali!!” “mmmm!” “GET UP! Don’t dare be late again!” “OKAY OKAY! I’M UP!” Woohyun sat up from his bed and hissed. “Don’t give me that look Woohyun. Shower up and go to school.” “You don’t want that look cause it reminds you of appa.” “Don’t get it started Woohyun. He’s dead already!” “ARASO! CHILL!” He stood up and took a shower.

His mom sighed before going out of his room. *Should I tell him all about his dad? No. It’s better like this.* She nodded and prepared breakfast.

He went down and grabs some bread and heads out. “Just that? You should eat more!” “I lost my appetite because of you.” “Keep acting like that and—” “Mianhae! Eo?!” Woohyun suddenly run to his mom and hug her. “I’m sorry, okay? You’re the best mom in this whole wide world! I love you umma!” He kissed her cheek and left. “Be careful on the way to school!” His mom smiled and continued eating. “Aigoo….this child…”

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*Beep. Beep. Beep* Went your alarm clock.

You hastily stood up from bed, wash, eat and just glared over your parents before heading to school.

Usual faces, usual noises, usual happenings filled the hallway towards your room as the 3rd month of your senior year starts. 

As you enter the classroom, just like any other day, crumpled papers went flying all over and noises irritated your ears.

“Oh! Ms. President is here!” They happily greeted you. Even though they act like fools and uneducated in front of you, still, with just a simple ‘stop’ from you, they will quickly behave their selves and quiet down.

Well, the classes don’t even start yet so you just let them be and walk towards your seat.

“OMO! Hoya stared at me on my way here!” Jisun squeaked beside you. “Yeah, as you wish.” You rolled your eyes and continued doing your unfinished homework. “YA! I’m telling the truth!” “Staring means looking at you for a long time. I can say that his eyes just went your way for a matter of milliseconds.” “STILL!”

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Woohyun reached the school and entered the gates.

Walking towards his room