Haechan walked around his bedroom as his thoughts drowned him under.
Mark likes me...
Renjun liked me...
But I like Renjun...
Haechan threw himself on his bed and he kicked his legs in the air. He threw his pillow at the wall.
His mother walked inside the room, she stared at him.
Haechan's mom: Chan? Are you okay?
Haechan sat up on the bed and smiled awkwardly.
Haechan: I'm just stressed about work
Haechan's mom: what's wrong with the work? Is it too much?
Haechan: Both of the works are hard but they are worth a lot of points. But they are two different subjects...
Haechan's mom: well if I were you, I would go with the work that is easier to understand and that you like, not the work that makes you feel this way...stressed, confused, and tired...
Haechan nodded at his mom's word, and she smiled and kissed his head while hugging him.
Haechan: thanks...
Haechan's mom: anytime sweetie!
TO BE CONTINUED...