I woke up with a heavy feeling and my eyes still closed and tried myself to get awake. I opened my eyes and looked over my room then my eyes dropped at my small table beside my bed with a clock.
I looked at the time then I realized that I'm going to be late and Sana might waiting for me. After doing my morning rituals I immediately run downstairs and saw my mom preparing breakfast in the table.
I only grabbed a toasted bread and drink the milk she prepared. My mom would always treats me like this. Preparing food with milk. Sometimes I thought she might forget that her eldest son had grew up but she always treats me like a kid.
"Mark I prepared your favorite food come on eat. You're already late so keep eating." Mom said as she put the quaker oats she prepared for my brother. He don't have class so he's not up today.
"Sorry mom I had to go..." I kissed her cheeks "see you later!" I didn't wait for her respond and immediately got out.
I didn't make it to attend my first class so it was really bored and the disciplinary teacher might see me hanging there, I go to the rooftop. And when I was about to enter I heard someone talking.
"...but I can't leave Eoma here..." Her voice. I blinked as I tried to sink my mind on what's going on. Who's talking? Sana?
"You're father needs you. So he sent me here just to convince you to go home and stay with him." I heard another familiar voice.
"I... I don't think I can leave. I can't leave here. I slowly get to used the environment I am right now. I already started my new life here and in just a blink I'll go home because he asked? No Jackson! It was clear the father can't do anything once we transferred Korea!" I slowly opened the door without making sounds and there...
I saw her with him. I don't know but maybe her instinct told her she tilted her head and she was surprised to see me near the door.
So this is why...
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