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|five:zero one|

it's an another day in my life, waking up to the sun still hiding. it's 5am, still dark outside and going to school in two hours.

i reached for my phone on my bedside table. clicking at the lock button, the number on my lockscreen says 'five:zero four'. with a plain white lockscreen facing to my face, i swiped the camera icon up to see how i look.

"ew."

messy hair.

my family might be still sleeping, they would wake up when the sun starts to rise from its hiding. it could be at six or maybe before it strikes six.

slowly crawling out of my bed, not knowing a pillow fell onto the floor. my foot slipped on it, thank goodness my bum landed on the pillow. indeed, what would happen next?

making my bed was impossible for myself, when i fold my blankets or arrange my pillows, i would land on my bed. but there were voices saying in my head,

'move on minghao'

'you can do this minghao, just get up'

'get up idiot'

the words played more and more in my head, finally it motivated me to get out of lying on the bed.

finally, after the twenty-minutes struggle of making my bed, i made my way to the bathroom.

as i got out of the bathroom, the sun rays were already coming out from my windows. only in my towel, i closed the curtain and it was just my fairy lights shining, tiny lights near my door and the bright white light from my bathroom.

my family would be up by now, by the shine from the sun that wakes their eyes, they would need no alarm. during rainy days, they could easily wake up.

i looked at the time on my clock, it says 'five:forty one'. did i took a long shower? finally realizing, i fell asleep in the shower.

i closed the bathroom door so there's not much lights in my room. the shine from the sun can still be visible through my curtain, but the light is foggy.

as i got dressed, i left my room with dimmer light and grabbed my backpack. everything settled, looking at the time on the clock, 'six:fifteen' it says.

i hurried to the kitchen to eat my morning breakfast. surprisingly, my mother had been in the kitchen all dressed up. usually, she would be wearing her robe.

"good morning minghao~" she greeted me. i smiled, "good morning mom~"

she chuckled, "i know you're the one who woke up first." i nod my head slowly.

"i used to be in my robe, but i had to go early since i need to run an important task at six:thirty," she explained. "what time is it now minghao?"

"it's currently..." i trailed off. i look to my watch, it was twelve minutes to six:thirty. "it's twelve minutes to six:thirty"

"gotta run~!" she exclaimed. she grabbed her backs and herself, "bye~"

i waved her back in return. not realizing, mom was actually cooking scrambled eggs. i could smell it.

to not make it burnt, i took the pan and lay the eggs in a plate. it was fully cooked and i don't want to burdent it.

taking a carton of milk from the fridge, i took a plastic cup and pour the milk inside. like the plastic world you see and you're in it. milk and plastic cup equals to my life.

as i finished my breakfast, my dad and siblings finally came down. i couldn't wait for them to finish breakfast since i'm running late. it's six:fifty nine, i've gotta run.

"hey dad," i called out. "i've gotta run, i'm running late."

"okay," he said. "have fun~!"

why would he say 'have fun'?

my siblings waved at me and i waved back at them in response.

i walked to school by myself, i didn't use by car or something since it's seven minutes away.

|seven:eleven|

walking by the school entrance, i capture every different kind of person.

the jocks,
the goths,
the smarties,
the mean girls,
the bad boys,
the funniest person,
the sensitives,
the aesthetics,
...then i see my best friends.

"hey guys!" i exclaimed. i see my best friends, seungkwan and hansol, standing next to my locker.

"you see here?" seungkwan pointed to himself. "it's the beyonce from jeju."

hansol hit seungkwan's arm. "goodness, i thought it was a pimple or something."

i shaked my head and opened my locker. i took out my books and seungkwan is hitting my arm. "minghao! minghao!"

"what," i ignored him and still getting some books. "come look here!"

i finally turned my back and there was nothing, all i see is a group of mean girls.

"what?" i said. "you're showing me a group of mean girls?"

"you missed it," said hansol. "it was a popular student, he's in our maths class."

"-and," seungkwan added. "he's our great friend after all."

"you won't guess who his girlfriend is," hansol said. my eyebrows raised, "who?"

"he's a basketball player, i forgot to add. it's-"

"it's..."

"just say it, hansol," seungkwan begged. hansol rolled his eyes, "fine, boo."

"it's the captain of the cheerleading team for the basketball team, amanda reyes," hansol let it out.

"who's that?" i asked.

"a playgirl, owns ten boyfriends including jun, minus eight, secretly lives with her nineth boyfriend in her room without the tenth knowing."

"who's the tenth? and why is the nineth living in her room?" i asked more.

"the tenth is ofcourse," seungkwan spoke in 'you know it'. "our great friend..."

"oh," i said. "i really wanna see who's that guy."

"you better," hansol added. "he's too good looking."

the bell rings and finally realizing my locker is still open.

"meet us @ the cafeteria during recess," seungkwan said and left. hansol waved me goodbye and walked behind seungkwan.

i wonder who's the 'jun' guy afterall.

_____

i've tested your patience
chapter one is upp~ i kinda got writer's block for a week and my dad just flew to manila
and mansae's playing in the car
ver-nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun
ess-kuups

-ana <3

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