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2

I got up at about seven am, and thanks to the lack of sleep jisung is providing me, I didn't exactly have a nice sleep.

anyway, even tho I didn't feel like it at all, I got up and dressed in my clothes, which was a suit, and I made my way downstairs, where I was served breakfast.

honestly, this food is something I would die for.
mr. han is really lucky that he's so rich and he can enjoy this food every day.

me on the other hand, if I ever stopped working here, I would never taste this kind of food again.

when I finished my amazing breakfast, I went upstairs again, to wake up the sleeping beauty.

his first lecture was starting in half an hour.

ever since jisung tried to kill himself, mr. han is trying to make jisungs life as non enjoyable as possible, according to jisungs words.

honestly, I agree, even tho I don't really have much to say in this, I must stay unbiased and stay professional.

jisung told me that he was studying music before all of this happened, but after that, his dad made him drop out of his high school and he's being homeschooled.

the worst part is that his father only paid tutors for the most important subjects, more specifically math, Korean and English.
it pisses jisung off, because he can't do what he likes, and his life is pretty much meaningless.

again, according to his words, not mine.

I knocked on the door and waited for a response, if jisung got up earlier, even tho it was highly impossible.

when he didn't say anything, I opened his door, just to see him laying on his belly ( I actually laid him like that yesterday, well, more like today, because if he threw up in his sleep, he could choke on his vomit and he could die, which is exactly what we don't want ), and he spread himself all over the bed.

I walked over to him and gently shook him.

"jisung? get up, you have your first lesson in half an hour."

he just groaned.
"five more minutes."

"no, your tutor will be here in half an hour and you still need to eat breakfast and shower."
I reminded him.

he groaned again and he moved on his side.
"the tutor can go fuck himself."

I sighed.
why am I even working here?
money, Minho, the money.

I pinched his cheek.
"get up, jisung."

"no."

i sighed.
I walked inside his bathroom and I filled a cup with cold water.

after that, I happily made my way to his bed and I poured the water on his face.

he instantly sat up, choking on the water.
"dude what the hell?!"

"I was kindly asking you to get up, and since you didn't want to wake up, I had to change strategies."
I simply said.

he groaned, removing the water from his eyes with his palms.

I smiled proudly.
"I'm expecting you downstairs in less than fifteen minutes."
I said and I left the room.

honestly, I have no idea why I chose to be a bodyguard for a 19 year old teenager who almost killed himself.

after all, I am young, I'm 23 and I could do better jobs then being a babysitter.

never mind.
honestly its pretty fun.
sometimes that dumbass is too much to handle, but he's really interesting.

and then there is the food and the money of course.

I walked downstairs, some maid greeting me, which was kind of nice.
another reason why I sort of like this job.
the staff is super nice, and they give me some really helpful advices.

jisung came downstairs few minutes later.
he looked really tired and it was obvious his head was hurting.

wooow, how could that even happen?

I rolled my eyes, and when he sat at the table, I put a pill for head aches and a hang over drink into his hand.

he smiled at me.

"you are a life saver." he mouthed and I rolled my eyes, before standing in a corner, watching jisung eat.

"what I have to do today?" jisung asked me.

"don't speak when your mouth is full, jisung."

"wow, thank you for that amazing but completely unnecessary suggestion. the plan for today?"

I rolled my eyes.

I would strangle this kid.
( not sexually of course, he's nineteen for
gods sake )

"first, you have math lessons in ten minutes, then English lessons at 10:45am, lunch break, and your Korean lesson is starting at 1:30pm. your therapist is also coming today at 5:00pm."

he nodded, clearly not happy with this life he had to live now.

honestly, I can't blame him.

before I knew it, jisung was in a studying room with his first tutor, it was for math I believe.

honestly, who would give math as the first lesson of the day?
only a dumbass.

I have free 45 minutes before his first lesson ends, so I just decided to go to the big library that was in this house, bring a book and sit on a chair right outside of the door, reserved for me.

even tho I'm not in the studying room, because jisung needs to focus and I would distract him ( or so does mr. han says ), but I'm still obligated to stay by his side 24/7, so I need to stay right outside of the room.

if he got a panic attack or he started freaking out out of nowhere, I need to be there and make sure no sharp objects are in his reach and calm him down.

I actually had a long conversation with jisung at the start of my job, where I was asking him how I can calm him down if there was a situation he needed help in.

so, here I am, sitting on a chair while I can hear some of the words the tutor is saying.

honestly, this whole situation is still a mystery for me.