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•First day. 2

Mark sat down next to the other boy and immediately leaned his head on the tabel and closed his eyes.

Honestly, Mark had to do good in school or else his dad would send him overseas.

Mark hated it.

He was a cold person who didn't give two fucks about anyone or anything. It was just him and his friends. No more no less.

His mother was always attending parties and going out with the other rich women around her age.

And his dad was never home, always in another country for business related stuff.
But fuck it, it's not like it bothers him anymore.

"Okay kids. I'm your homeroom teacher for this year. My name is Mr. Jae. If you have any kind of trouble or something to share, you can always come to me. Now let's have an introduction round, shall we?" The teacher said smiling and scanning through the class.

Haechan listened to everyone introducing themselves one by one. Their names, hobbies and age. And now it was his turn.

"Hallo. My name is Haechan. I'm 17 years old and I love listening to music and I also love dancing." Haechan said and then everyone's attention went to the boy sitting next to Haechan.

"Well, someone is already tired hahah." Mr Jae chuckled.

"Haechan? Can you wake your sleepy seat mate up?" He asked pointing towards the sleeping boy.

Haechan nodded and slightly shook the other boy's arm.

Mark opened his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows glaring at the younger.

"What the fuck?" Mark whispered not knowing that all the attention was on him at the moment.

"Get up and introduce yourself idiot." Haechan whispered back irritated.

"Who the fuck you calling idi-" Mark couldn't finish his sentence when Mr Jae asked him to introduce himself.

He sighed.

"Mark. Mark lee. 18." He said. And went back to the sleeping position.

Haechan ignored the older next to him and just went along with the boringass introduction, he didn't pay any interest to.

DING•

Finally the bell rung and Haechan smiled, this whole hour felt like one whole day.

He stood up but couldn't leave since his beloved seat mate was blocking his way with his chair.

"Ya! Go sleep somewhere else. Move." Haechan groaned kicking the chair.

"For fucks sake!" Mark opened his eyes and stood up knocking the chair over.

"The fuck is your damn problem huh?" He asked angrily

"You." Haechan simply answered and walked past the older.

Haechan went to the cantine and sat down on a table where his friends were sitting.
He listened to their stories and told them about his boring class and his annoying seatmate.

The rest of the day went by fast.

Thankgod, Haechan thought.

Time Skip•

Haechan was walking home when he saw that same rude dude from his class, his seat mate.
In a luxurious black car. Even the driver was wearing a nice suit.

"No wonder he's so fucking rude. Fucking spoiled kid. Aish." Haechan whispered and walked home.

He finally reached his house and unlocked the door.

He took off his shoes and was about to go to his room upstairs when he heard his dad.

"Aren't you going to greet? Did you leave your manners outside?" His dad asked glaring.

"No. And I didn't expect you to be home." Haechan said not expecting his dad to be home.

"Hm. I had to grab a file. How was school?" His dad asked.

It was never a friendly question. By that question he meant my fucking grades and attitude. He never fucking cared about how I thought about everything.
It was always the same question, nothing more to that.
And he was getting sick of it.

"Good." Haechan answered like always, he knew if he wouldn't, his dad would do something that would make him lose his cool.

"Better keep it that way, young man. I'm leaving. I won't be home for 2 weeks. Focus on school, if I hear any complain you know what's coming right?" He said And without even hearing the others reply he left. Like he always does.

Haechan sighed and went upstairs.
He hated this.

His parents never asked how HE was doing. How HE felt. He can't even share his feelings. Being an only child with parents who only care about status. He felt trapped. He put on some music and decided to take a warm bath. Hopefully washing these stupid emotions away with it.

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Haay,
I have no Idea where this is leading to. But I hope you guys will like it.
Byebye☁️
Have a nice day🌼

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