kicking a pebble seen on the ground, thinking that this day was the worst for soobin. firstly, one of his schoolmate accidentally spilled the juice on his pants earlier, making look like he peed in his pants. second, he got detention for using his phone during class. his parents found out about that and just with one snap they deducted his allowance, that was the third and fourth, his phone was confiscated by the school and he'll only can get it after a week which his parents decided.

and now, his life will be boring without his phone.

soobin let out a sigh before twisting the door knob. darkness and silence greeted him as always. he lives alone. his parents work overseas and usually come back once or twice in a year and stay for just a week.

turning the light switch on, he throw his bag somewhere around the living room, didn't care if something might be broken, and slammed his body on the couch.

he felt his body weighing heavy than this early passed hour, but he is just brush it aside. he took off his blazer and unbuttoned the three buttons on his chest. he walk to the kitchen and find something to eat, which was chips, and went back to the living room again.

if he don't have his phone, at least he still have a t.v to watch his favorite movies. he don't have any assignment for today so why not watch a movie for the whole night?

❝❞ yeonjun said cheerfully while stretching his arms up after turning the sign into 'close'. he skipped towards his locker before removing his apron.

yeonjun works at a café. usually come here on 5AM and leaves at 8AM since his classes starts at 8:30 AM then come back after classes which around 5PM.

we can say that his life is hard but this is the way he know how to live.

❝❞ his co-worker uttered, seeing the tall lad smiling brightly. yeonjun hummed and raise his brow, ❝❞ he's always happy. everyone sees him smiling everyday. they always tease him to see him cry but he'll just frown for a minute and let out a laugh showing that it's funny for him even deep inside of him want to stab the person with a fork.

sometimes, students in his school want to bully him and to fight him but he just shrug things off. ignoring is the best way to stop them instead of fighting back.

❝❞ hearing those words made yeonjun chuckle. he also wished that his happiness is true, that his smiles were not fake.

people around him always see him smiling so brightly, brighter than the sun, but they didn't know it was his way to hide his real emotions, his real self, his real feelings but no one will care though. his friends also thinks that yeonjun has no problems at all, truth to be told, he actually cannot take his problems anymore.

he wants to disappear here in earth but he knew he need to fight and face the challenges. he just thinks that life is a game, if you gave up, you lose. but he also knew, not all those who fight wins.

letting out a sigh, he actually don't want to go home but there's no other way. his body felt way more heavier, thinking that he's really exhausted after a long day.

yeonjun looked at the door knob, hesitating to twist and open it, already expected what will happen next but he have no choice. going through the window might be hard, why not just open the door and go inside. same things will happen if he use the door nor the window.

gulping his saliva, his shaky hands twist the door knob and slowly opened it, making cracking sounds from the door. he sigh in relief as he saw no one in the living room. he slowly stepped his feet inside and the time he close the door, he heard a raspy male voice which made him shiver in his spine.

❝❞ the man said between his hiccups, pointing the tall lad while holding a half-filled bottle of alcohol.

yeonjun quickly bow down in front of the man. it was actually his father but yeonjun don't want to address him that way, for some reasons. ❝❞ he bite his lip hardly as it will start to bleed sooner, already knew what will happen next.

❝❞ the man yelled and threw the bottle of alcohol in the wall making the young lad flinch but didn't raise his head.

the man always blames yeonjun why his wife died. if the lad told them that he'll be staying in his friend's house, his mother would not be worried and looked for him. he just came home the next morning and the time he went in, his dad beat him up, blamed him why his mother got into a car accident and died.

if he just told them that he'll not come home for a night, then his mother would still be living with them right now.

after his mom's funeral, his dad got more alcoholic. sleep all day and drink all night. the money he use to buy alcohols was their savings from their bank account, which is why yeonjun started to work in a café for him to live and continue to study. his dad don't know about it since the lad knew if he told about it, his dad will force him to give his salaries to him just to buy alcohols.

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yeonjun groaned as he put some bandage on his bruises around his face and body. the old bruises wasn't still healed and now he have new bruises again, making himself stress. he don't know how he could hide this anymore.

all he want was a beautiful life, not like these, being beat up by his own father. what else can he do? his life is already like this, all he need to do is be strong. but how long will he needs to be strong? because to be honest, yeonjun is getting much tired.

he could just run away right? no. he don't have any places to live in. sure, he have friends to be live at but he don't want to be a burden and cause much problem to them. he still don't have any right amount of many to rent an apartment so he have no choice but to continue living in the house where he always got beaten up.

as he slammed his body against his bed, tears started to escaped from his eyes and rolled down on his cheeks.

no one knew these, him getting beat up by his father, covering his bruises with make-up foundation and crying all night while hugging his pillow because the yeonjun they know is a jolly person who have no problems in life and just smile.

his friends knew that he works at the café and the reason that they know is because yeonjun don't want to waste his time watching movies whenever he's home. it's just a waste of time and actually waste of money, that's why he work to make his free time useful and also to earn money.

they don't know the real reason why. no one knows, even the owner of the café.

it's not that yeonjun have no guts to tell them, its because he don't want people worry and mostly pity about his conditions.

wiping his tears away, he closed his eyes and slowly drifted into his dreamland as his soft sobs turn into a soft snores.

soobin yawned and slowly sat up from his bed, eyes are half-closed. scratching his neck, he clearly don't know how he get into his bed. he clearly remembered he slept in the sofa last night while watching and eating chips. shrugging, maybe he just slept walk.

he slowly stood up and walk towards the bathroom as he streched his arms and rub his nape. his felt his whole body ache and heavy.

opening the faucet of the lavatory, he drifted his eyes on the mirror while yawning but his jaw suddenly dropped and eyes got wider seeing his own reflection.

yeonjun slowly sat up from the couch as he rub his eyes and letting out a yawn. stretching his arms, he froze from his spot and realized that he slept in a couch. he clearly remembered that he slept in his bed last night.

roaming his eyes around his surroundings, seeing tv turned on, chips scattered on the floor and a blazer hanging on the glass table in front of him, its an unfamiliar place for him, he don't know how he got in here and why he's here.

looking at himself, his jaw dropped, noticing that he's wearing a white long sleeve polo with three unbuttoned on his chest which was exposing his collarbone. he quickly stood up and ran towards in the bathroom to check himself in the mirror, hoping there wasn't mosquito bites on his neck.

but seeing his reflection made his eyes got wider.

❝WHAT THE HELL?!❞

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