Hwan Yoon-gu is a guy whose life is planned. Studies, immediate job, and all the gains from it. His mother, a perfectionist with a closet full of perfect masks, directs everything. However, she doesn't know how much they bother him, and how long Yoo...
I was sitting on a high chair, with my legs crossed. I watched the new members of the music club perform their first choreography.
- You need to work on your leg movement, Sana - I said, having trouble judging as usual.
I had the impression that learning had gained momentum dramatically. Maybe it's because my circle has started. It took a lot of time and precious energy that I usually didn't have. I was glad that I didn't have to get so involved in it for now. We usually started with dancing. The stairs started when I introduced singing and rapping, because it meant that I had to put even more commitment into it.
As expected, I was completely exhausted. I knew Friday would be a bad choice. At the end of the week, I was really exhausted. There was still a volunteering waiting for me on Saturday, followed by fencing. The only day off was Sunday. I usually slept until the afternoon trying to get as much energy as possible. Then, I went to the gym. I've always wanted to be well built, but it turned out not to be that easy.
After probably the hundredth repetition of the choreography, I finally finished the lesson. Five minutes too fast but I was exhausted. After a demanding week, it was not easy to have the strength to run a circle of interests. The dance required strength and concentration, which I missed. I was hoping to feel better next week.
I took my things as fast as I could and locked myself in the cloakroom. To my satisfaction, I was here alone.
It was much different here than after PE. Tidy, no crowds, no constant conversations, and ... alpha's pheromones. I left my stuff at the cupboard that I always used and took a quick shower. I could give a lot for a pleasant feeling of freshness.
There was still a basketball club waiting for me, and of course work. I was hoping to get over everything quickly.
After a few minutes, I sat in the stands. This time I had hot chocolate and a pillow with me, thanks to which I did not sit on uncomfortable plastic. Team members have already started practicing. I started them. watch. They played great and looked even better. I've always liked muscular boys, even before I realized I was gay.
I took a psychology textbook out of my backpack, and started repeating the materials from today's lesson. At home, I wanted to rest, because I felt that when I went to bed, I would not be able to reach for the textbook.
I've been thinking about spending money too often lately. I have been collecting them in the corner for a long time, and the growing amount was pleasing to the eye. But I still couldn't afford my own apartment, and for that I needed money to cover taxes and bills. But I guess I could buy something from time to time? I tried to find out that everyone deserved a pleasure from time to time, and it could have relaxed me better after a demanding day. Too bad it was a hard thing to achieve. I had an idea how I could get it for a small amount. But it was something that my mother would rather not see. It was a naughty thing that I've been craving more and more lately, and I still lacked time.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard the whistle mark the end of the lesson. I looked around, making sure everything was okay, and without a word I left the hall through the side exit. I used the ID to go through them, and briskly started walking towards the cafe where I was working. The road was no second. I chose it because it was on the way home. I didn't want to go around the city, just wanting to go to sleep.
I did my best to please everyone. It wasn't easy, that's what everyone was asking for. Life is mean, I've found out about it too many times.
As soon as I stood in front of the employees' entrance to the florist, I slipped the key into the lock without hesitation.
The door was open.
My heart fell to my throat. The florist was now under my supervision, so I would probably be accused of neglecting the employee's duties if it had been robbed.
I gently opened the door without making any noise. The light was off. I walked slowly forward. On the way, I took a broom for defense. I held it in front of me in the event of an attack. Even if the best would not help me much. Slowly I looked applauded as I encountered the entrance to the main florist's room. I still haven't seen anyone. I was slowly getting goosebumps. I swallowed. I was breathing faster and faster. The darkness made visibility significantly worse, and it made shivers go down my spine.
The light and the whole room came on. I jumped up terrified. The broom fell out of my hands.
- Don't kill me, I'm underage!
I heard a malicious laugh coming from behind the counter. I knew that voice. Well, no. Just not him.
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