【Chapter 7】

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-6 PM-

-At Ye-eun's House-

I walked to my home from Jake's. It was close by, in the very next street. I opened the gate to my house and walked in through the small pathway to the main door surrounded by tall bushes. I take out the keys from my bag with only one of my bag's straps resting on my shoulder. I enter my house and close the door.

"Hii eomma!!"

I said in excitement running up to the kitchen greeting her.

"I'm back from school!!"

I said hugging her.

"Welcome back home sweetie"

She said hugging me back.

"How was school??"

She asked breaking the hug.

I jumped in happiness replying.

"It was so fun!! I found two new friends"

She smiled brightly.

"Woww, and their names??"

"Jake and Kang Nara"

I reply.

"Also..."

I said.
She looked into my eyes waiting for what I was about to say.

"I MET PARK SUNGHOON!!"

I shouted, saying it out loud.

"Wait- Park Sunghoon studies here too?!"

She asked as I nodded happily.

"You're lucky!"

She said.

"Yeahhh"

I replied.

"Okay, I'ma head upstairs to my room and rest, can you make me something to eat?"

I asked as she nodded. I walked upstairs and entered my room which was a complete mess. I sighed and kept my bag down. I stretched for a bit after carrying that heavy bag for so long and jumped on to my bed.

I let out a sigh again.

"Finally some rest"

I took out my phone and scrolled through Insta.

Damn how do all these people have such perfect lives

I thought to myself. After few minutes of screentime I switch off my phone and get out of bed. I've finally made up my mind to clean the room. I tied my hair up into a messy bun and start to clean.
Few minutes later, all I did was clean all the clothes lying on the ground and already felt tired. I laid down on the bed and looking at my a bit less messier than before room and sighed again for the millionth time.

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