Obama X Sangwoo

pt1

"Obama!" Sangwoo yelled as his lover walked away. He wasn't one to yell, but today was an exception, and he needed to let him know how important it was for the nation and world. "Obama, don't be a coward."
Obama paused in his steps. He turned around slowly and looked at Sangwoo with a blank expression on his face. It was almost like he didn't hear him. Maybe he did, but chose not to acknowledge him. In his eyes, Sangwoo was no different than any other protester trying to get through to Obama. A man with bad intentions, who would never change anything about what he wants. Not even if that meant becoming president someday. The man who just had to make people's lives more difficult. But even then, Obama had always was destined to fail. It was only a matter of time until someone finally saw through the fake smiles and forced laughs.
"What do you want me to say?" Obama snapped back, voice cold and hard. His hands clenched into fists. "We're in a war, I think we can afford to be a little reckless-"
Sangwoo frowned. That's exactly what I wanted to talk about, he thought. "So this is how you treat your own mother."
"-We're all in a war," Barack continued, unfazed by the interruption. He started walking again. "You can't fight your mother, you won't win. look where fighting got you! Don't leave the divorce papers aren't in the news yet, come back to me." Sangwoo cried.
Obama both stopped once again.
"You're a liar." Obama said quietly as he entered the police station to expose Sangwoo and his relationship.