VIXX Scenario : Daddy [ SEQUEL ]

A Pretty Boy

Hyobin's POV

I walked out of my room only to see dad sitting on the couch of the living room while looking through his pictures in his camera.

I sat next to him while yawning and rubbing my eyes, "morning dad..." I mumbled.

He looked at me and chuckled, "morning Hyobinnie" he said and ruffled my hair, "you have school today?" I replied him with a nod.

I was yawning again but suddenly I felt dad gripping both of my legs and before I knew it, he was dragging me by my feet to the bathroom, "Dad!! what are you doing!?" dad only grinned at me, "if you keep yawning and being lazy like that, you're gonna be late my boy"

I groaned and once we arrived in front of the bathrom's door, he left me there, "go take a shower, I'll cook you breakfast"

Sighing, I went inside the bathroom to take a shower.

After showering, I went out again while drying my hair and walking to the living room where dad stood still in the middle while talking on his phone.

"hmm.. yes... ok, ok... just him tho- o-oh both of us? Special edition huh? well, I guess so, okay... thank you" he then hung up.

I nudge dad and he looked at me while ruffling my hair, "who's that dad?" I asked.

Dad grinned, "work... photo shoot at 11.30 and you're coming with me later!" "but I have school..." "don't worry, your manager will get you later, ok?"

It sounds weird huh? a 15-year-old boy that already have work and manager... But, that's what it is...

I've been a model since I was 2 and I started my commercial debut when I was 3 with my dad. They said that my good looks is an asset and I've been scouted since I could barely walk but then again, dad is in Jellyfish so he decided that I'm better off being in the same company with him.

Tidying my uniform, I went out of the house and walk to my school.

As usual, as I walk along th way, some ahjummas or grandmas would stare at me like as if I'm a weird species or something... and with all their obvious whispers, it was slowly yet surely start getting into my nerves because day by day, their conversation never change, they'd always talk about a young pretty boy who walk through this path and made their day.

But even though my patience was being tested, I know that I can't yell at an old lady or ahjummas because that would be simply rude. So everyday, I would just either igore it or smile at them.

I saw an old lady was struggling to lift her bags of groceries to her porch so I went to her to help her.

She gave me a warm smile, "thank you young man... you just made my day..." "a-ah really? Does peoples helping you made you happy?" she nod, "yes, but what made me even happier is the fact that a pretty-looking young man helps me..." she said.

I gave her an awkward smile before heading to school again.

It's not like I hated the fact that I'm pretty... it's the fact that people only see me as a pretty boy who is nice and has a talent to become an idol.

I sighed and think about the problems that my pretty face gave me while walking through the path to school.

Arriving at school, I walk to the shoe locker where I change my regular shoes to my indoor shoe.

Opening the locker, I saw a pink letter with hearts on it on top of my shoes. I sighed deeply but still I took the letter and proceed to class.

I sat down on my seat and reach under the desk only to find more letters. I exhaled deeply, trying to calm my nerves before I explode like a time bomb.