Mr. Perfect

Chapter 5

BEFORE WE START⚠️

This is going to be Cha-Eunwoo's perspective. So don't get confused. ;)
M'kay bye....
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"We'll be moving to Busan."

"What?!"

I have no choice but to move. My parents are getting sick of Seoul and everyone. It's not like I have many friends. They just give me fake smiles, because my parents are rich.

<flashback during 5th grade>

"I'm sorry, I can't hang out with you anymore."

"W-wait, why?!" I said with a frown

"My Mom said I'm not good enough to play with you. It's not like we are having fun together anyway." He went to hang out with the other people at school. I had no other friends, except my toy Cheetah.

No one would ever come up to me and ask if we can eat together, they would always just look at me and always judge.

Whenever I walk home to school my heart feels like it has nothing. My parents would never pay attention to me, they only care about money. They would always go abroad and I would be left in this house that I like to call, "prison." The only person watching me is my butler, but all he does is ask me for things and make me food, he doesn't care for me. No one does.

<end of flashback>

"Why are we moving there?!" I asked my mom.

"Well, your dad and I thought it would be a good idea if we changed up a little bit."

"Okay."

"Hmm? Wait you're glad." She probably thought I'd get upset.

"Yea....? I mean like I stay here at the house 24/7 and I nothing else to do so sure."

"Well, that great! Get packed we are leaving tomorrow."

I packed all my clothes, and everything else. I even brought my cheetah, that I have had ever since I was little.

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Next day, I went to school because it was my last day there. Everyone said goodbye to me, it looked like they cared for me, but do they really? I had to leave early from school. I was picked up by my butler, everyone glared at me from their classrooms. I got in the fancy black car and put on my headphones listening to K-pop.

I head straight to the airport while my parents had my luggage. I didn't go public airplanes. Instead, I went on a private jet.

For a day, I want to be normal. Where people see me as just a person.

The airplane ride ended. It was not fun at all, I am scared of heights.

"Son, you'll be attending school tomorrow. All of your school stuff and your uniform is on your desk."

"Okay," I said under my breath

"Oh yeah, your mom and I will be going to be at a wedding, we'll be gone for a week. Make sure you don't do bad things, your butler is also on vacation so you're home alone."

I knew it, they forgot my birthday tomorrow. Again.