It'll Only Be Us (bxb)

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Author's Note; So, it's the first time i'm writing a real-life sort of story so I'm sorry if it kinda sucks, love you and enjoy the chapter.
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Chapter One;
I Guess it's Only the Beginning:

-Taesuns' POV-

"Ugh." I mutter as I climb out of bed and begin to fold my sheets and straighten the pillows.

My seemingly annoying mother had just walked out, telling me silently to get up and start breakfast.

Why couldn't she do it?

I know, i know, i sound like a complete jerk but really, my mother just spends her days trotting away her money for drugs and doesn't bother to clean a damn thing.

I walked towards the bathroom and locked the door, yawning, I placed my palms on the sink while looking at myself in the mirror.

My hair was messy and my baseball shirt was wrinkly. I had faded freckles on both sides of my nose and light green eyes. I call myself bland, and that's really it.

So far, my life has been complete shit. my mother is a drug abuser and im an only child. I have no father, nor any family members that i know of. im 17 and attend a total sit school full of whores and trouble makers.

I rubbed my eyes and opened the door again, then walking down the empty staircase to the living room. my mom was in there, usually smoking and watching a dr.phil episode on her twenty-year old tv.

gosh, i hate my mother. you might think it's sad, but she's such an abuser. I would say im very used to it though, so it's nothing special. its really nothing at all.

i walked in the kitchen and brought out a pan for eggs, then another for octopus. We live in the very pretty, Tokyo, Japan. Our apartment looks rich but it really isn't anything.

I started cooking while my mother whistled an unstable tune, her hair was bleached into a dirty blonde and her face has "drunk" written all over it.

Every couple months she suddenly fixes herself and says she'll be a better mother. And me, always falling for it..

Ah! my name is Taesun Morgan Shima! i don't think i need an introduction but thats me. I have no siblings and plan to move out at 18.

I flipped the eggs and switched skillingly to the octopus. It was cooked well so far and here's to hope i don't burn it.

I placed several on a plate and turned off the stove, then heading upstairs to change for school.

Soon I left the house with my black school bag and a regular gray flannel with black jeans.

I usually took the bus to school but I thought that today I could just skip and go somewhere else, not that mom would care anyway.

I headed towards the city, I wanted to buy things for myself and just forget about my home problems for awhile.

It was nice outside, disregarding the busy streets and rude people, the air was crisp, rather cold like it's always been.

I smiled while trotting off and crossing the street, not paying attention to anything.

Then a scream.

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Yo! So this is my first time writing a story like this, but I would love If you guys could comment to keep the story going or something like that. Love you few followers, even if it's about 12,I still love you. Bye!