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2. Come in

I decided to brush off the fact i got flustered when our eyes met. I took a moment to examine him and finally got a few words out. "Hey i'm Kim Hawee, it's nice to meet you...Wooyoung was it?" He looked at me and had a cold expression on his face, i was worrying incase i said the wrong thing.

Shit Hawee, why do you have to be so formal all the time? It makes you sound boring!

I cursed at myself in my head still waiting for a response.
"Yeah that's my name, it's nice to meet you." He then looked back at his phone not saying anything else.

He cant keep a conversation, that's a red flag.

I awkwardly smiled before trying to change the subject. "Oh my bad, would you all like to come in?" I asked. The woman reluctantly gave me a warm smile and took a few steps in. She stopped before taking a look around our unfinished front room. "We're really sorry about all this, since we only just moved in we haven't had time
to decorate." My dad said, embarrassment written all over him.

"Don't be sorry it's absolutely fine, I understand you can't get it all done in a day!"

This woman sure had a kind heart...

My attention was drawn to Wooyoung who was still standing by the door on his phone. "Um, are you coming in or staying outside?" i asked him. His head shot up and yet again our eyes met. That fluttery feeling started acting up in me..that boy sure is hot.

We stood there for a few minutes until his mum broke the silence. "Why are you standing outside? Don't be rude and get in here!" She loudened her voice till it started to sound like a yell, it made me flinch because of how my mum and dad used to shout at eachother all the time.

All heads were turned to me, who was cupping my ears with my hands. As soon as i realized the sudden yelling stopped i looked up and noticed everyone staring at me with puzzled faces, except my dad, who gave me an apologetic look. I looked over to Wooyoung. His face dropped and he just looked at me with a stare. I couldnt see any emotion in his stare which took me back a bit. I still felt like an idiot and a baby for reacting that way. It just shows i can never forget my past.

"I-I'm sorry, i didn't mean to react that way i really didn't" I felt like crying in that moment but tried my best not to.

No one dared to speak. No one dared to move and no one dared to even ask me if i was okay, everyone just stood there with their heads bowed to me. That's what set me off, one by one tears rolled down my cheeks and the worst thing was i couldn't control them. My body felt weak and i wanted to sink into the ground there and then. I gave up trying to act okay, even though i looked a mess, and ran upstairs leaving everyone speechless about what just happened.

I ran up to my room as fast as possible trying to ignore whatever just went on, i felt like the door to my room was so close yet so far. I finally reached the door knob and locked myself in...my body dropped to the ground and became limp. I let it all out there and then forgetting people could hear me, but i didn't care. It wasn't doing me any good keeping all my emotions trapped in that moment.

Why did you have to leave us? It's because of you why i'm like this! You ruined us..you left us and for what? To start a new family because we wasn't good enough for you..i hate you..i hate you so much..i'm ashamed of ever calling you my mum..

I eventually ended up blacking out and waking up the next morning on my bed. I felt like utter shit but didn't forget what happened last night..
As i was in deep thought, i heard a light tap on the door. "Who is it?" i asked, the weakness obvious in my voice. "It's me..can i come in?" It was my dad, i didn't know what to say to him since the incident, but before i could say anything he gently pushed the door open.

"Hey sweetie..are you doing okay?" After hearing those words i felt like crying all over again but decided it wasn't worth the tears. "Yeah i'm fine, i don't know what happened to me last night i'm so sorry.." My voice cracked.

Please..i cant cry not now..

"It's okay..i'm sorry for not comforting you when i should've..but i thought it was best to leave you be..anyway that family left shortly after everything happened but they'll come again soon, they seem to like you and me Hawee"
I tried my best to crack a smile but in the end it looked very forced. "Can you tell them i'm sorry for last night please..?" My dad then whipped out a piece of paper with a number wrote on it.

"Actually here's Wooyoungs number..his parents gave it to me to give to you and i figured since he's your age he's easier to talk to.."

My heart stopped.

"Dad i cant no that's not happening."
He was taken back by my response but knew it was coming. "Hawee you need to make more friends since this is gonna be our lives from now on..try get along with him..for me?" He attempted puppy dog eyes but they went horribly wrong, i chuckled at his attempt though.

He really expects me to talk him? Did my dad see the way Wooyoung looked at me? He looked as if he was planning on killing me!

I wanted to say no but i couldn't let down my dad, plus he's right i do need to make more friends..
"fine. But no way will i call him now..i'll text him" My dads eyes lit up at that sentence and he smiled at me. "Great! Okay i'm going to work now..wish me
luck!!" I gave him a kiss on the cheek and waved him goodbye.

Now he's gone what do i do..?

I looked down at the piece of paper.
"Should i..should i text him?" I asked myself.

I mean i won't know what he's like if i don't try right..?

"I'll do it."
I got my phone out and added the number to my contacts. "Well here goes nothing.."

Wooyoung

hey
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TO BE CONTINUED...
i really enjoyed this chapter i kind of came up with some of it on the spot so i'm sorry!!