"Stop moving around so much."
"Sit still."
"Can you not do that? Its really annoying."
Taeyong sighed, drinking another sip of his coffee as he clicked his pen repetitively, trying his absolute best to focus on the assignment in front of him.
If x equals 46, what is the....
Taeyong couldn't focus, he didn't like math to begin with, and this was all becoming too much for him to handle. He just wanted to get his degree to show his dad that he wasn't stupid.
But maybe his dad was right.
Maybe he was stupid.
"Class dismissed!"
Taeyong had never been out of his chair so fast before, already half way down the hall before some students even made it out of the classroom.
He just wanted to go back home at this point, to curl up on he couch with a cup of coffee as he watched reruns of old American shows that his grandma insisted on watching.
He wanted for everything to just to be okay again.
He wanted his mom back, and he wanted to fit in, and he wanted so, so, so badly to have his dad back too. Not his biological dad, but his stepdad.
He wanted his old life back, because he didn't feel so hurt back then.
He didn't care when people called him stupid, because his mom would hug him when he got home, his dad would ask if wanted to join him in the music studio, and he could just be in peace.
He just wanted things back to normal.
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ʙᴀʜ, ʙᴀʜ, ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ sʜᴇᴇᴘ🐑 (MarkYong) [SLOW UPDATES]
Fanfiction"Everything goes still when I'm around you." "All the voices stop when I'm around you." In which Mark has little voices in his head, and Taeyong can't ever sit still. (Conditions loosely based on what I know about ADHD and scizophrenia) Started: Sep...