Complicated

What The Heck?

AIRA POV

First of all, lets make it simple.

My name is bae aira and this is how my average normal life get complicated.

Well, you see my parents are not like your parents. My parents were a total gamble addicts. They loved to gamble all the times and came home drunk. To make it even worse, it happened when i was only seven years old.

The only good thing was that they never hit me......not at all. I wouldnt call them good parents but they're not bad either. Because of them, i had to learn how to be independent on my own and bla bla bla you know that.

I went for a part time job after school since 12 years old and i'll be preparing their meals almost everyday. Its the opposite actually, its even like im the one taking care of them.

Everything was doing just fine (for me) until they made a big awful decision. They just happened to owe tons of money from the HNH group and guess what, they loose it all. By tons i meant, 20 MILLION DOLLARS?!

Panicked, like what every other people would feel, they ran away together leaving me all alone with literally nothing to pay their fucking debt.

That's pretty much everything that happened and i think i'll start here...

THIRD PERSON POV

"im fucked up"

The girl still in j high school uniform slammed her glass on the table and asked for another shot. She's dead drunk and probably couldn't even think straight right now.

Her head was messy, her parent has just ran away leaving her to bear their debt with the fuckin HNH group. Literally one of the biggest company in this country.

"just.....just......ARGHH!"

She groaned and sighed again and again ignoring the weird stare sent by the people around.

"how on earth am i gonna pay that? Do i need to sell my k-"

"heyy kid! if you gonna keep saying that then i think you should leave"

Startled by the shout, she gave him one deadly stares, slammed a few dollars on the counter and left without saying anything while the eyes followed her outside.

"stupid ahjussi!"

Kicking the stone and rubbish on the road, she clenched her hand tight into a fist. All that she wanted now was something to distract her mind.

And she's just starting to get dizzy. Her glasses were not helping after all. After another steps her sight get blury and her feet felt weak. The alcohol must have kicked in.

'guess that's what you got for illegal drinking'

She stop, stood still trying to balance herself in the middle of the road, fighting the urge to throw up.

'oh lord, give me the strength to endure this'

At last, she reached her limit. Ligth headed, she could feel as she fall down almost hitting the hard paved road until a big strong arm stop her.