Macabre Love [] J.JK []

|2.2| High School

Today's going to be a good day. Today's going to be a good day. Today's going to be a a good day. I chant this mantra over and over in my head in hopes it'll provide me some courage.

I've always been a year younger than my classmates. I'm 14 years old and I'm attaining high school. Everyone else is 15. Eomma says it's because I'm a smart kid but I know that's just to lift my spirit. I started 1 year early. I hope they don't force me to call them oppa or unnie.

It's also my first time going to a co-ed school. I'm not used to boys. And to be honest, I'm really shy and awkward.

Did I tell you that I'm enrolling there on a scholarship ? No ? Well now you know. This high school is not for a middle class girl like me. I can already imagine the faces of disgust they'll make when they see me.

Something happened and appa had to take another job. This one is better than the other. But it's not enough for my higher education. This school was my only option as it's the most advance school in Seoul and the only school where I can take Zoology, my favorite subject. My gateway of becoming a vet.

Luckily I got the scholarship which is indeed a rare case. A high school full of rich brats who spend their parents' money on partying and gambling. I'm sure they buy degrees. Surviving there for 4 years is impossible. But I have no other option.

I look at the clock and I'm already getting late ! Ugh, I should stop daydreaming !

I was planning on going to school 1 hour early in case I have to do some extra work like exploring the school, principal's office, staff room etc.

"Eomma ! My breakfast !"

I scream as I barge inside the bathroom.

In fifteen minutes I'm clean, dressed and ready for school.

I look at my reflection. Woah this skirt is way shorter than my middle school uniform.

I make my way downstairs and to the kitchen while making fruitless attempts to bring my skirt further down.

"Aww ! Would you look at that ? My Y/n is going to high school ! You look so pretty sweety !"

My breakfast is on the table. I smile at eomma and sit down on the chair.

"ÖÖö ! Let me take a picture !"

I look up to see no one in the kitchen. In a fraction on seconds, she's back with a camera and starts to click picture of me from different angles.

"Eomma enough !"

I giggle-mumble, mouth stuffed with omlet.

"Okay okay. "

Geez. Who is who's daughter ?

"B'bye eomma. "

"Have a good day sweety. "

I open the door and step outside.

Click.

A butterfly flies past me as I'm walking towards my new school. It's not that far away. Just a 30 minutes walk. I don't need a transportation.

Click.

I look back. No one's there.

Oh this skirt is so uncomfortable ! It doesn't come down even after my desperate attempts of pulling it down.