Kpop Love (Completed)

Welcome to my World (Minho)

Welcome to my World (Minho)

Written by AmberHansen8

***Warning: some rude and possibly offensive words in this one. Reader be warned.***

*Minho POV*

"What is this? Ew. And is this what I think it is? How can you even spend a day in this place?"

"Disgusted?" She asked. 

"Yeah. Who wouldn't be?"

"People who grew up like me. Welcome, my friend, to my world."

I thought back to class and why she had been so hesitant to go to her house. She asked if we could use my house for our class project, but I denied it. My house was always so noisy so we wouldn't be able to get any work done. I watched as _______ tried to find another place for us to work. But no place was either quiet enough or open long enough for us to get any work done. I was wondering why she didn't want to go to her place. But now I knew. 

"Sorry for the mess. I try to keep it clean, but my dad makes it hard," she told me. 

"Makes it hard?" 

"It's due to my dad."

"How so? And I'm not going to tell."

"Well, all he does is drink all day. In fact, he's probably at a bar right now. And the messes he makes, he doesn't clean up. I try to keep this place clean, but it never works."

"What about your mom?"

"She passed away five years ago."

That one made me feel worse for all the teasing the kids at school did to her. But she took all of it and didn't cry. At least not while she was at school. 

"I'll get drinks and snacks if you want to wait in my room, it the last room at the very end of the hall. Just straight back. It's the one with the blue angel on it," ______ told me as she went to the kitchen. 

I watched her for a moment before heading for her room. I was shocked when I opened the door. Her room was the cleanest place in the entire house. I sat my bag on the floor by her bed and looked around. There were pictures of her and a woman who I was guessing was her mom on the wall. ______ looked so happy in them. Like a different person. I had a few memoires of her from back then. Had her mom's death had that big of an impact on her. My eyes moved from the pictures to her desk. A bottle of pills drew my attention. At a closer look, I realized I knew the bottle. Anti-depressants. My mom had been on the same thing for a bit after my dad left. But why was ________ taking them? I shook my head and sat on the floor by my bag. It was just in time too. ________ came into the room at that moment with a tray of soda and cookies. 

"Not the healthiest snack in the world but it will do," She told me as she set the tray between us.