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 back to school, is honestly the worst

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back to school, is honestly the worst.
i've only turned into a junior this year.

but why did i get so popular?

was it because my family is rich?
or i had a lot of friends?
or if i was the most handsome?

all of the above were the correct answers.
but the real answer is girls.

it frightens me how when the second i
walk onto school grounds, there's a line
of girls waiting for me.

it's my worst nightmare.

but i tend to deal with it, since it has
always been the same since day one.

;

i woke up the annoying blares of my alarm
clock, which was basically right
next to my ear on my bedside table.

what a good start to my day!
just might as well be deaf.

i lazily got up from my bed and went
into the bathroom.

i didn't feel like going to school at all.
no one does tbh, right?

but i had to since i am the head of many
clubs such as student council, dance,
singing, and art. i also needed to do stupid speech for the freshmen assembly.

yeah, no wonder why everyone adores me.
it's freaky, like seriously.

every time i go to my locker, there's at least over 50 letters in there about their love or
admiration for me every single day.

yeah, that's my life i guess.

i took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, and
changed into a really simple outfit that
will probably still knock the socks
off of all the girls in my school.

as i walked downstairs, i see gureum,
whom is my family's dog. he can be a
feisty and crazy dog, but i love him.

he jumps up into my arms as he starts
to lick my clean face. aigoo..

i walk into the kitchen to see a
note on the counter.

dear jeongguk,
  
   i'll be home late again because
of work and overtime. the business has been busy with orders and shipments.
kwangyun will take care of you so do whatever you feel like, araso? but still be good at school and get out of trouble my son!

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