"You should stop studying sometimes, honey. It's not good for your health," Beomgyu's mom said, looking at her child worriedly.
"It's okay, Mom. One day, all of my hard work will pay off!" Beomgyu smiled at his mom, dark circles under his eyes. He looked really awful right now.
"I know, but I'm worried, honey. Please, at least sleep for three hours, okay? Maybe more, please."
"Okay, Mom, I will, I will. Go and sleep now. You worked really hard today too. You also need to rest. I promise I will sleep too," he said, reassuring his mom.
"Okay, darling. Love you. Goodnight."
She kissed her son on the forehead.
"I love you more."
Beomgyu was always like this. He studied whenever he had the time.
He always overstudied, and that always made his mom worried.
Beomgyu's father died because of cancer when he was just ten.
And that made them poor. His mother had to handle everything on her own.
Beomgyu saw that and wanted to help his mother. He even worked a part-time job at a café near his school every Monday to Friday evening.
And when he was at home, he studied till midnight.
Sometimes till morning.
He wanted his mother to live a happy life and not worry about him.
He was pretty—like, really pretty. But due to his hard work these days, he looked really awful now.
He had pimples all over his face, his eyes were red, his bangs were messy, and he had big dark circles under his eyes.
Shit.
He groaned.
"I look bad. I think I really need to sleep," he said to himself as he looked in the mirror.
"I... I'll just wake up early in the morning and continue to study... again." He yawned.
Then he crawled onto his bed, and after a minute, he dozed off.
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The next morning, he woke up to the sound of an engine.
He yawned and stretched, standing up.
"The best sleep I've had in a long time!"
But suddenly, something didn't feel right. The atmosphere was so different.
He searched for his phone and looked at the time.
"8:25 AM?!!!!!" He screamed.
Five minutes before his class started.
Shit shit shit.
I fucked up.
He thought.
He quickly changed his clothes, washed his face as fast as possible, grabbed his bag, and ran downstairs like a bullet.
His mom wasn't there anymore—she had already left for work.
She always left at 7 AM.
Now Beomgyu was running as if his life depended on it.
His school was about a 20-minute walk away.
He was never late, and he was a perfect straight-A student.
After 10 minutes, he finally arrived at the school gate, panting.
Sweat covered his face, and he couldn't stop gasping for air.
Just as he was about to step into the school, someone sped past him on a motorbike, nearly giving him a heart attack.
Instead of yelling at the biker, he ignored it—he was too late for that.
Luckily, the teacher hadn't arrived yet. He was saved.
He sat down in his seat, trying to calm himself down and catch his breath.
A certain person walked in, looking like a model. Some of the girls beamed. He smirked and winked at his fangirls before sitting down.
What a show-off.
He thought.
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Fake Boyfriend | Yeongyu/Beomjun ff
FanfictionChoi Beomgyu, one of the school biggest nerd has a crush on his best friend, who is also his childhood friend named Choi Soobin. He didn't confess his feelings because he's very shy and did not want to lose their friendship. One day, Soobin finally...
