𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝: 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐨

3

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It was morning and everyone was at the breakfast table. Junhui had zoned out while going to get food and join the others. He couldn't stop thinking about last night

Why does Minghao care so much?

Now, Jun was still very confused about what the younger Chinese boy had said. Had he meant it as a joking kind of way, Or did he really know his fathers horrible actions?

"Hey Jun hyung!"

Junhui looked up to see everyone staring at him, causing his face to turn red with embarrassment. He really needs to stop doing that

"You gonna get some food and join us or are you having fun staring off?"

"Oh yeah, sorry Dino, I'll get some food."

Standing up, the male grabbed his plate, aimlessly putting food on it. His mind was all over the place, he didn't have any room to be fussing over meals

After getting what he wanted, the boy sat down. Picking up his fork, he played with a strawberry laying on the piece of ceramic. He picked it up, lifting it to his mouth-

"Hey!"

Junhui jumped in his seat, wincing as he heard the sound of the fork colliding with the plate below it. The knocking at the door continued causing all the boys to look up, trying to find the source of the sound

This question was soon answered by their manager impatiently barging into the dorm, stomping as he walked quickly over to he boys

"Wen Junhui!"

Jun backed away scared, memories of his father coming back, a moment ten years ago-

"It's all your fault!"

An eight year old Jun looked at a man whom he no longer recognized

This monster couldn't be his father, could he?

"I'm sorry! I miss mommy too!"

"Shut up!"

His father slapped him straight across the face

"You never cared about her! You're the reason she got sick! You killer her!

You're a murderer!"

Jun was now balling

"I'm so so sorry papa."

Jun was shoved to the ground

"Never-"

SMACK

"Call-"