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[KYLE'S POV]

"WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD! WAKE UP!!"

"Ugh! Will you please stop shouting?!"

"You need to get up. We're already late!"

"Yes! Just get out!"

"Are you going to ride me to school kuya?"

"No."

"W-why?" Then she pouted her lips, going to cry. Ugh! This is what I hate the most. Seeing my sister cry.

"Yah. Stop that okay? I will drive you to school. Is that okay to you?" I said while tapping her back.

"Ummm. Yes kuya! Thank you!"

"Okay. Can you please get out now little sis? I really need to take a bath."

"Okay kuya." She said then slammed my door.

Do I need to introduce myself to you?

Aish. For what author?

[A/N: to let them know you bish! XD]

K. I'm Kyle Kim. Pure Korean. 18 years of age. My hobby is fighting and beating people. I love troubles but, what I hate the most is seeing my twin sister cry. Yeah, the one who waked me up lately was my twin sister. I'm just 4 minutes older than her.

I took a bath then went downstairs to eat breakfast with my family.

When I got there, I kisses my mom's cheek and said goodmorning to dad. As you can see, I have a great relationship with my family but what they don't know is about me being a gangster.

Yeah, I'm a GANGSTER.

They have nothing to do with it anyway. I just love beating people, I love troubles and I love fighting.

That's it! Stop of this nonsense already!

I grab my bag then called my sister.

"Yah! Nicole-ssi! Let's go! Get in the car now!"

"Okay kuya!"

Again, I kissed my mom's cheek then bid goodbye to them.

"Son?" My mom called.

"Yeah?"

"Can you please speak tagalog? We're in the Philippines. Okay?"

"Haha. Tama ang mommy mo anak. You should speak tagalog just like me." Dad said then he grab mom's wrist.

"Ugh. Yeah! Whatever. Bye!"

So what if we're on the Philippines? As if they put people to jail because of using English as their language, right?

We just migrated here from Korea last year. I'm studying tagalog language but it's just that, it's like a tounge twister. It's hard for me to pronounce it.

After a couple of minutes, I already got in my car.

"Kuya. Are you excited?"

"For what?"

"School! Do you think is there any changes on it?"

"No. We used to study there from last year. No need to ask."

"Why are you so kj?"

"What's that?"

"You're such a kill joy."

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