First Love

PROLOGUE

She awkwardly sighed, as she was peeking through the window. Stares at nothingness, Her fingers keeps on fidgeting on her study table. While her books are opened.

She was a consistent honor roll student. And her parents expect more from her, because she comes in a well known family.

Her family owns a company, that is a telecompany that is well known in different countries. Her life is not like a typical drama, like her parents doesn't have time for her, something like that.

Her life is controlled by her family, and she's not like your any popular girl in your campus, she just lives as an average person like any other people does. Not popular nor popular.

She just wishes that she can just escape and runned away from her parents, but it doesn't work like that. She has a few friends, but prefers to be alone. She layed her head onto her study table.

Until someone knocked into her room, and door swunged opened. "Sooyoung." It was her mom. She sat properly, and fixed herself. "Ne, eomma?"

"I'm just checking on you. Are you studying?" "Ne eomma.. I just layed my head on my desk for just a while." "I see, I better get going since you're studying. And sooyoung." "Wae eomma?."

"You have to keep your grades higher. Or else." Her mom whispered. "Ne i understand eomma." "Okay, i'll be going."

After that her mom left, and she closed her book. She threw herself on bed, and sighed deeply. When will i ever get my freedom?

It was monday morning, and as usual she would get ready for school. She went into her bathroom, and took a shower. After that, she changed into her school uniform, and made her way downstairs.

"Eoh, you're awake. Come here, and let's eat." Her mom stated. She went into their dining room, and sat there while her parents are eating silently. That was just like them usually. Eating silently. She imagines them like a happy family that was telling stories while happily eating, something like that.

But her parents and her were far to be like that. After eating she bid good bye to her parents.

As their driver opens the car door to her, and she went inside. "Let's not go to the school today ahjussi." "Ne? But Ms. Park." "Please Ahjussi."

"Ne, I understand. But where would we go?" "Just drive." "I understand."

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"Ahjussi, pull out here." "Ne, Ms. Park." After that her driver pulled the car, she told her driver to just go back home. And she will just call him to pick her up.

She wanted to clear her mind because of the stress that her parents are causing her, she feels like she is being suffocated at their home mentally. She awkwardly putted her hands on the pocket of her school blazer.

She sighed deeply, and went to sat on the bench. Not until she felt a tear fall into her eyes. She heard some footsteps going near her, and someone sat beside her.

She heard him cursing at how much expensive the food was. She didn't even bulged to looked at him, and she felt him stared at her. She wiped the tear that was on her face.

Until she saw a handkerchief that was being offered to her left side. "Take it, i don't like someone crying." She stared at him for a while, as she grabbed his handkerchief slowly.

"Gumawo.." She muttered while she smiled weakly. "Here, thank you." She stated as she gaves him back his handkerchief. "No, take it." "Aniyo, take it."

"I insist take it." "Fine.." "I'm Sungjae, you?" He muttered and awkwardly offered his hand. "Sooyoung." She grabbed his hand, and did a handshake with him. With a smile painted on her face.

"So.. why were you crying?" It took her a while to answer whether she should tell him or not and she doesn't even know him. "It's okay if you do--" "My parents." She muttered while looking down at the ground.

"I don't know why.. But i feel like i'm being choked by my parents. And they always like to control me, like i can't have my own life. My life is dictated by my parents."

"Why? They shouldn't do that you know." "I know. But that's just how my life works. Miserable right?" She replied and smiled weakly. "Are you okay now?" "I think so?"

"You know you should cry it all out. It's better when you even scream, because you can release the anger in your heart." "Well it isn't like that."

"Is your class always dismissed this early?" "Ani.. I skipped class if my parents knew that i was here they would kill me right now."

"Yah.. you should go to class. Eoh, you're studying at Seoul University?!" "Yeah.. actually." "You're lucky!" "Why would i be lucky?" "Yah! That's the most expensive school in Korea, i really wished to go study there."

She just stifled a laugh, at his adorableness. Well he is cute.. Just a little, to be honest.

"What is it like to go study there?" He added. "I don't know.. Just like any other school i guess?" "Geundae, what grade are you in?" "12th grade." "Omona- I'm a 12th grader too."

"How old are you?" He asked. "Why am i even telling you? I don't even know you." "I just told you earlier who i am." They stifled a laugh.

"I'm glad you're laughing. You know smiling makes you more beautiful." "Then should i keep smiling?" "Don't." "Why?"

"You'll make me fall for you more." He muttered while staring deeply into her eyes.

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A/N:

Hi guys so forgive me i'm just a new writer here, and just wanted to make a bbyu fanfiction. I'm a shipper of bbyu so much. That's why i made this ff 😁 And hoped you like it as much as i did. Don't expect to much because i'm just a new writer as well. 🤣❤️