Trash of the School

You want to go WHERE?!

"Hey newbie, what was your name again?"

"Tsk, my name is Cale."

"Hah, that doesn't sound the least bit Korean at all! What to do, what to do? Hey! From now on you're Rok Soo!"

"You can't just change my name like that."

"Well, I don't care! I just did, didn't I? Hahaha! Hey Rok Soo, Jin Mun's throwing a party today, wanna tag along?"

"Tsk, I don't want to."

"Haha, I'll take this as a yes!"

"I said I don't want to."

"Well, you don't really have a choice, do you? I'll pick you up at seven!"

"Choi Jung Soo!"

"Hahaha!"

"Tsk, why are you doing this, we're not even friends?"

"Well, I wanna be your friend, so I am your friend."

"Haaa, you're giving me a fucking headache."

"What did I just hear? Oh my god! Rok Soo, you're cussing!"

"Shut the fuck up, you're fucking annoying!"

"I try to be, thanks! Hahaha!"

"Tsk."

"So anyways, just be ready at seven, else I'mma barge in."

"Choi Jung Soo!!!!"

~

Cale was once again sitting in his room, plainly letting time pass by. He was looking at his exercise book which was almost full. Other kids his age and even older were having vacation right now.

The fifteen-year old sighed and put his head down on his desk to rest.

He felt frustrated and alone.

He was sooo alone, isolated from other kids his age.

He didn't have even a single friend, not even a single one in his entire life up until now. Of course there was the crazy Lee Soo Hyuk, the adult-son of the best friend of his mother, but he was currently overseas for some stupid ass film. It was frustrating, especially since Lee Soo Hyuk was more like an older brother or even parent figure than a friend. After all, there was a ten year gap between them, not the best of conditions to make friends your age.

"Haaa."

Even if Cale didn't look like it, he wanted to have at least one friend. Was that really too much to ask for? He always recalled the words of his mother.

'Cale, my dear, remember that you have to find at least one friend, okay? That friend could be annoying, but make sure to always keep him by your side.'

Back then, ten years ago as he was told that, Cale had frowned and replied that he didn't need friends since he had his mother. Well, where was she now? While she did tell him that he still needed to find friends, she had reassured him that she'd always be there for him. She wasn't.

Not that Cale really blamed her, he just missed her dearly.

Now, ten years after that advice and nine years after Jour Thames' passing, Cale was especially lonely.

Maybe it was simply because he was bored?

The young teen didn't do much but read and study all day long, often also reading Chinese, English, French and even Russian books instead of just Korean. One could go as far as to say that he had mastered several other, difficult languages in such a short amount of time to the point he could officially move to that country.