I walked into the classroom as everyone's head turned towards me.
How the fuck am I still late?
"Ms.Kim. You're late."
Teacher lady. Tell me something I don't know.
"Sorry, Mrs...?"
"Mrs.Lee. Now sit down next to Sanghee please."
Sarcasm. This is amazing right now at this very moment.
I walked over to sit by her as I noticed her stare on me. The whole time I sat down. Every second.
"Why are you in my class?" She asked as she kept her head to the front.
"Why are you in my class?" I asked her back.
"Whatever. Just don't talk to me."
"You talked to me first, dumb dumb."
She gasped looking at me like she was hurt or something. It seems like everything offends her. Easily offended. Note taken.
"Okay, class. If you're husband asks you to clean his clothes what do you do?"
I raised my hand confused. I thought you couldn't speak about them?"
"Okay... Eunju"
"Tell him to wash it himself?"
All of the girls gasped as their eyes shot up at me.
"What?"
"Wrong answer Ms.Eunju." The Teacher lady said as she gave me a disappointed face. "You have a lot to learn Ms.Kim."
"So he doesn't have to do any work?" I rolled my eyes at the teacher receiving dirty looks from everyone in the room.
"Well, not housework of course. I know the real answer, Mrs.Lee!" Sanghee said raising her hand.
"Yes, Sanghee."
"Of course, do it for him. Also wash a load of yours so you don't waste water."
What the actual hell is this?
"Correct Sanghee."
"I don't know how to wash clothes..." This earned another gasp from my classmates. The teacher shook her head at me.
"Typical from a Rebel. That is basics, Eunju. You will take an extra class after school every Monday Ms.Kim."
Go figure.
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There is nothing I can do to change that I am the outcast. The hideaway. The one who no one likes. Just because I have to stay there for 1 year instead of five. I am the worst of the worst at b-side.
How did this all happen you ask? My mother didn't want me to come here, and neither did my father. I didn't want to be taken away from them either. But how did the police eventually find me? I was out one day getting groceries for father and since I have no ID they caught me. My mother fell sick in the hospital two years ago. And I had to stay until she got out, but unfortunately I couldn't. I got caught and broke her promise. Her only promise. I promised I'd stay and take care of Father and wait for her, but now he's in prison. 10 fucking years because of my irresponsible ass.
And if my mother passes. Neither me nor my father will be there to say goodbye. Every day that thought haunts me, but there is nothing I can do. Nothing I can do.
"Yang Jungwon. You better eat your veggies and fruits. They're healthy." Before I could stand up to take my tray up he flipped it into my lap leaving food all over me.
"I told you to eat, Mr.Yang." He laughed along with his friends. Hwang Insu. The boy who has made my life a living nightmare for the past week I've been here.
I got up slamming the tray on the table trying to control my anger.
"Oh, you wanna fight."
"Don't waste your time Insu. He's to soft." One of his friends said.
"Softie."
"Hideaway."
They all left his table shaking their heads.
Fuck. My. Life.
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Don't Cross the Line || Y.JW
FanfictionWhen the world's divided between the boys, the girls, and the adults. "𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎."