𝔇𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔯𝔢 | ɴᴏᴍɪɴ

ꪮꪀꫀ

Seeing his new home in the heat of the day, Jaemin wasn't surprised. After his senior year, he would no longer feel like the new kid every year.

Essentially, he hasn't had a home.

Ms. Na smiled as she comforted and reassured her son, "Don't worry, it will be wonderful.". The young man just rolled his eyes and walked away into the house.

He didn't have any friends or childhood friends to back off from. It never occurred to Jaemin to make friends unaware when he would move. There was no point in unpacking his things just to be prepared.

After two days, it was Monday morning and he had to start school. He knew exactly what to do not to attract attention to himself or become a target for bullies.

The goal was to leave with no one remembering Jaemin, so he wore only black. As soon as he saw a note on the counter, he knew his mom was out.

A short time later, he walked out the door with a new set of keys.