Paper Hearts|| NCT Jisung [HIATUS]

Chapter 1- Roommate

Ever felt your heart has been ripped by paper, like a single person could take a large chunk and they'd keep it forever. For as long as I remember a piece of my heart has been missing. I don't know who has it, or where it went, but I know I don't want to know either. A piece of my paper heart belongs to someone else, and they'll keep it for as long as they live and nothing will be worse for me. Or I so I thought, until my heart was torn to shreds and only a small part is left. A fragment of my paper heart.

It's time. Time to leave, time to restart, time to find escape. By that I mean go to college. After finishing high school you'd expect most students to go and do something normal like learn how to run a business or work to get money for a bit, whereas in going to college for nearly everything, yet specialising in stage makeup, like you'd see on idols. My hope is that I can learn how to do it well enough to hide my shredded heart.

"I'm going to miss you," My mum says as I hug her goodbye. It's currently freshers week, so I can see all the new first years coming to get settled in like me.

"I'm going to miss you too," I reply, squeezing my mum's back. My father wraps his arms round the two if us to make a hug sandwich with me in the middle.

"Have you got everything you need?" My dad asks. I nod my head.

"Yes," I respond, giving him a thumbs up.

"Clothes, money, passport, ID," my mum lists, I nod my head to everyone. "The letter for the new doctor." Again I nod my head.

"Don't worry," I tell them. "I'll be fine."  They hug me again.

"But if you're ever not fine, you know you can call us right?" My mum makes sure I'm aware.

"I promise I'll talk to you," I smile. "Now get going, I'll text you later."

"It feels like my baby is all grown up," my dad says pretending to wipe a tear from his eye.

"Oh shut up," I respond before pushing him towards the car. "I'll see you soon." I wave them off. Next I look at the map we were sent in the mail of the campus. I take the purple leopard print suitcase in my hand and begin to walk with my stuff towards the accommodation.

The houses are all shaped like animals. The block of houses I'm staying in are shaped to look like a butterfly. Nabi House 3: is what's written in my paper. I'm in one of the smaller houses as I'm only supposed to be having one roommate. This was deliberate, to avoid the fact people may find out about my medication. I'm fine, we just want less people to worry. After was for a whole through the made of houses I come across Nabi House 3. It's a small yet beautiful building. More like a little cottage than a stereotypical student house. The door has roses growing over it in an arch. Whoever lived here before me took great care of the place, and I'm very sorry that'll probably destroy their legacy. I smile at the prettiness of the building, but know the inside is also a massive factor.

I walk under the red roses into the little cottage looking building. The inside is mostly decked out with dark oak furniture that have white and black accessories, like blankets or coasters. The kitchen is black and white marble. There's an island in the middle with 2 bar stools, but there's also a table for 4 by the main window. In the kitchen there's lots of paintings of flowers that have been shaped like hearts. I feel my own heart give off a little twang.

After making my way through the rest of the house, the only thing I don't know is my housemate, seeing as they haven't turned up yet. But instead of waiting for them to appear, I dump my suitcase in the room with my name on it and head out. On my way out I read the name on the other door. "Park Jisung." Guess I'm sharing with a boy this year, let's just hope he's a nerdy gamer, rather than someone who has friends round 24/7.