basketball || verkwan

chapter one

hansols pov:

i look back at my house, finally realising this will be the last time i will ever get to see it. ever since my father passed away my mother just wouldn't stop talking about needing to move and and get a smaller house because the rent was getting too much for her to pay all by herself. i put all my stuff in the car and sit down. i watch as my mom makes her way to the drivers seat and then starts the car. i look back to the house one more time before my mom drives the car out of the street. i close my eyes, wanting to sleep. i put in my earbuds and listen to music while drifting off to sleep.

about 2 hours later my mom wakes me up, telling me we're stopping for a while to get something to eat. i yawn, still feeling tired and make my way out of the car. i wait for my mom to get her purse and we make our way to the convenient store next to the gas station. my mom then makes her way to the bathroom, leaving me behind to search for something to eat. i walk through the aisles, looking at the variety of food. i decide to pick up some chips and soda. i see my mom coming back and wave at her, signalling to come over. "hansol, why don't you also go to the bathroom, we still have a pretty long journey ahead of us. i'll pay for these in the meantime." my mom says and nudges me towards the bathroom. as i walk out i notice my mom waiting for me at the door, so i quickly make my way over to her, and we start walking towards the car together. we get in the car, and start eating the snacks before leaving again. after a while i decide to watch some movie. after looking through my downloaded movies, i find one i haven't seen yet, so i decide to watch it. halfway into the movie i get bored so i switch it off and decide to just listen to some music and doodle, since i'm that bored.

about 4 hours later we finally arrive in the neighbourhood, my mom excitedly talking about how glad she's finally here and how we will have a fun time living here. i roll my eyes at her, remembering how much i will miss the old house. i sigh and get out of the car, stretching my legs. i take my bags as i see the moving truck pull up into our street. my mom notices it too and throws me the keys, signalling i could already go inside and find my room. i unlock the door and immediately run up the stairs. i look around the hallway and decide to go into the room on the far right. as i walk in the room, i feel amazed by the view. i decide that i want this to be my room from now on. i put down my bags in the room and go downstairs to help my mom and the people that are helping us move to get our stuff inside. after an hour everything has been moved inside and the moving truck finally leaves. i go back to my room, beginning to sort everything out and make my room look presentable. not too long after, my mom calls me downstairs to eat dinner. i run downstairs, only now realising how hungry i was. i smile to myself as i see all the food on the table and take a seat. once my mom also sits down, i immediately start eating. we eat, talk and have fun like usual. once we both finish eating i get up, taking our plates and putting them in the sink to clean them. after i finish doing the dishes, i run back to my room and decide to continue what i was doing before until i would feel tired enough to sleep. about 2 hours later, my entire room is cleaned up, sorted out and looks almost the same as the room i used to have back in our old house. i look around my room once more, satisfied with the way it looks. i then decide to go wash up and get ready for bed since i was getting really tired and i figured i needed some sleep. i take some pyjamas out of my closet and rush to the bathroom. after finishing everything, i walk back to my room, letting myself fall on the bed. i pull the blanket over myself and close my eyes, ready for the sleep to take over me.

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hello guys!

i'm sorry if the first chapter was kinda bad, i didn't really know how to write this well and fill it up properly. i hope you guys will like this story, as i really enjoy writing it.

~ liloo