My Boy [under editing]

Ch. 1

BY THE ROOFTOP

❝your soulmate will be
the stranger you recognised.❞ 

— r.h.Sin

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hyemi

I was alone again. I was in my own bedroom, listening to the sound of the water dripping from the tap. It was like usual, the typical day —my parents were away, my sister was sleeping over at her friend's house and my stepbrother was somewhere I didn't even care.

nonetheless, I shouldn't be feeling down, right? I got up from bed and went straight to my bathroom to get a quick shower. being lonely shouldn't be a reason for me to ditch school, I knew that.

after I was done with showering, I wore my every day boring and dull school uniform —other students liked it because the colour looked so luxurious. for me, the uniform just simply looked dark and dark.

then, I went downstairs while tying my hair in a ponytail. as soon I was at the dining room, everyone greeted me a very good morning. I smiled to them before I sat down at the very end of the long table. "thank you for the breakfast, chef pyo," I said, staring at the simply meal in front of me.

"it's a pleasure, hyemi. would you like anything else?" he asked with his head tilted slightly. I shook my head and thanked him once more, which then he entered the kitchen with a few of the maids and they left me alone.

I ate alone. like I always do —morning, lunch and dinner.

"ugh, I hate seeing you alone!" grumbled the noisy girl from behind, she sat down adjacent from me and grabbed a piece of my bread. "you should've called me," she added, "will you be okay, today?"

her name was monghee, and she was my age. monghee came from a wealthy family, she was beautiful and strong but instead of holding the title of wealth, she was our maid. she was also my friend as she was the only one who understood me.

"aren't you going to school?"

she snorted and rolled her eyes, "are you crazy?" she raised her voice, "once I enter the school, they will call my parents and my father will kill me!" she shook her head vigorously before she took a sip of my warm citron tea.

after I finished with my breakfast, I went back to my room and fetched my shoes after I wore my socks. Once I was finished, I put some light creams on my face — I wasn't a fan of make up, but I have to wear it. my mum said it's part of elegancy.

***

right after I slammed my locker, I was startled by the sudden scream from the girls. "ugh, again?" I couldn't understand why they had to scream everyday when the popular boys entered the school as if they were some celebrity or something.

I rolled my eyes when I watched the girls shamelessly surrounding the boys —I felt bad for them because they had to face them in that kind of situation. I meant, I don't know about them but the first thing I wanted to do in the early morning is to avoid people.

then, out of a sudden, my eyes met with his; kim taehyung. I slowly turned around before he would call out my name again, like he would always do. did I feel bad for ignoring him? no, I don't. he left me first, why should I come to him?