My time

Chapter 1

Twelve years ago

3rd pov

"move cursed boy" a twelve years old kid yelled pushing his classmate out of his way running toward his parents who were waiting for him near the car...his father grabbed him up spinning him around and laughing out loud before they left...the one who was sitting on the ground was lost looking at the happy family...he never got a chance to have that.
"are you okay?" a girl asked coming out of nowhere "Your knees are bruised" she added.

"jina come on Mom is waiting for us" her older sister said taking her hand"I heard others say that he is cursed stay away from him" She didn't even care that the poor boy heard her neither did he care about what she said...he was just twelve and he kept hearing these type of things since he could remember...of course he is cursed there is no need for people to remind him...his mom died giving birth to him...his father lost his life eight years ago when he chose to save his four years old boy instead of his own life when their house was on fire.

He watched as jina and her sister left leaving him behind...all alone...he had no friends either...he had no one in this life except his paternal grandfather.he lived with him since he lost his father. Alongside his grandma at first but the woman died a year after they got jisung...now that he is older...now that he understands he has no idea why his grandfather didn't kick him out...clearly he is cursed...he caused him to lost his wife his son and daughter in law...they are right....those people are right
"jisung....i am so sorry son.i was stuck in traffic" the old man said running to the kid." how did you fall? Your knees are bleeding" he added.

Jisung got from the ground with the help of his grandpa who looked worried.
"I just fell" he answered.
"be careful next time dear...clearly it is just a superficial wound I will be able to treated when we get home" Mr han heesung said smiling at jisung before he led him toward his car" what do you want for dinner?" he added.
"pizza" jisung replied even though he had no appetite to eat he did not want his grandfather to worry about him...the old man already had to take care of jisung...to feed him...to pay for his necessities it was not like he struggled Mr heesung was more than stable financially actually he had some business and properties all around the country  but jisung didn't want to cause him more trouble.

The ride started silently, han was staring out the window as they passed the sea, he loved the sea he was lucky that his grandfather chose to live in Busan instead of Seoul.
" wait here I will be quick" Mr. Heesung said leaving the car before he entered the restaurant to bring Jisung's favourite food.
It did not take the man long before he came back and started driving home" you are silent...do you want to listen to some music?"Mr han asked.
"I am just tried a bit grandpa we had PE today" jisung said trying to give the old man the best fake smile he could master what he did not know was that his grandfather can read right through him...he took care of him for eight years now...he heard the gossips about his grandson he did his best to make him feel better without pressuring the young boy but it is not working clearly.

"wait for me in the bathroom, i will put these in the oven to keep them warm first"Mr heesung said walking toward the kitchen.
Jisung put his bag inside his room before he entered the bathroom...he washed up and took the first aid kit out.
"sit on the counter for me" his grandfather said.
"I can treat it myself..."
"you know you are a grown up man my dear but taking care of my grandson makes me feel worthy" he said laughing trying to ease the tension.
"I am the unworthy one here" han murmured.
"did you say something?" Mr heesung asked applying ointment on the wounds.

"nothing" he answered.
"okay all done" the old man said" btw I talked with your aunt she told me that she decided to come back to Korea with her family" he added.
"that's cool" han said walking downstairs toward the kitchen.
"at least you are going to finally met chanie in person even when I talk with him in the phone or using the computer you refuse to join us...your cousin is a good boy jisungie" Mr han said.
"I know" jisung replied.' he is better off away from me' the young boy thought.
"before I forget your piano teacher called me he won't be able to make it tomorrow he has some family commitment" han's grandad said making him nod.