Jisung is what you'd call a very outgoing Korean boy. He has a lot of friends. But when he's told he has to go to a boarding school in Seoul, who knows what could happen.
He then stumbles on Minho, the "bad boy" of the school. People tell Jisung to...
I was getting ready to hang out with my friends when my parents called me downstairs.
"Jisung! Honey, come down here!" I quickly put my makeup down, "coming mom!"
I ran downstairs only to see my parents with stern looks. I haven't been the best child to them.
"...Mom...? Dad...? What's going on..?" Dad looks at me, "Jisung, we're sending you to a boarding school in Seoul." My heart stopped. What the....
"Dad... You can't be serious..." Dad sighed, "Jisung, you keep getting into fights. And the graffiti all over town? we can't continue to let this happen!"
I shook my head,
"none of that was me! You gotta believe me!"
I felt like crying.
Dad frowned, "Jisung.. The decision has been made. Now please.. Go pack up your room." I sighed and slowly made my way upstairs. Not fair.
Sigh.. Maybe I could make friends
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Han Jisung
-19 years old -only child -Korean -is always framed for things he didn't do -gay as shit
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(IN SEOUL)
So we finally got to Seoul. So far it's pretty. "Okay, this is where you have to find your room and things." My dad had said. I frowned before grabbing my suitcases. I looked at mom, hopeful that she might make dad change his mind. She only looked away. My eyes watered
(AT THE BOARDING SCHOOL)
Mom and dad didn't wanna help me find the school. I had to do it on my own. I could scream. But I don't.
I was told I get my own room. Great.
I found my room and walked in, nice. I set my suitcases on the bed and began to unpack.
A knock on my door caught my attention. I put my shirts down and walked to it. I opened the door,
"y-yes...?"
"so the rumors are right! You're actually really cute!"
I blushed, and asked, "uh who are you?" The boy smiled,
"I'm Hyunjin! The principal just told me I needed to room with you." I pouted. As man.. I wanted my own room.
I awkwardly moved to the side, "well... uh... please come in.." Hyunjin smiled at me.
Once he was inside, he began to hang his clothes up as well.
"hey, uhm... Hyunjin? DOES every one know why I'm here?" Hyunjin nodded, "people said you got into alot of fights and did graffiti around your hometown." I frowned, "that wasn't me! The fights, yea I got into them but that was purely self-defense! And the graffiti? I never thought of putting graffiti all over town! Please believe me..."
Hyunjin came over and hugged me, "I believe you.. Why would anyone do that to you?" I sighed, "because I'm not straight. I like guys and my entire hometown didn't like that."
Hyunjin sighed. Oh please don't hate me now. You might be the only friend I have here...
