Vulnerable || Soobin x Huening Kai

meeting him

Kai pov ♫♪♩·.¸¸.·
                      Intro
    I hate my life. The world revolves around done thing and one thing only, trying to make everyday my last day. My room, all black. I live in a rich neighborhood. I can see the view of it every day. My bedroom of course being on the highest floor and my bed right next to the big window. It's not a flat window. It has a weird shape. It's like the top of a trapezoid. My bed is in a weird shape due to that. I like to see the other kids, some small, some my age, some elder. Today was different.
    It was a cloudy morning, I was laying on my bed, looking out my window and then he came. I hear these trucks growl from outside. I look out side and see 3 huge trucks roll into the neighborhood. The house right across us. The house was the same, and so were all the other houses. We all lived in the same house, same style. It was just a bunch of cookie cuter houses. But, the house across from me hasn't been used in a very long time. I was first adopted when the other people left. This women killed her husband took the money and moved to some where in Europe.
     I see a basic couple come out of one of the trucks, nothing new. Then I see a boy come out of the car. I look a little closer to my window, he my age, maybe a little older. He saw me look at him, I just frozen. He smiled and waved. I quickly grabs both of my curtains and swing them to the middle. My heart was racing so fast. God, I must look like a creep. I look around at my room, all black, not even one color item. Maybe I am a creep.
     I hear my dad come up the stairs, hopefully he doesn't yell at me. My room is very clean, it's very small and I don't have many things. My room is basically the size of my dads closest, maybe even smaller. My dad opens the door. He looks around.
     "Why did you close your curtains," my dad said confused. I just looked up at him.
     "New neighborhoods," he said. I nodded. I don't know how to talk to my dad. I was sold to him at birth by my real parents. My real parents were poor and his wife couldn't have kids. You can tell I'm not there's because of my Asian eyes. They're chinese while my parents were korean.  My dad makes me feel so small and weak. If I talked back to him I would get yelled out. And when my mom isn't out of the house with my dad on there long vacation, she too busy to care about me. My dad walked up to me.
     "You should open the curtains," I open my eyes a little wider saying please no.
     "Don't give me that attitude," he threaten, "nasty eyes."
     "Sorry." I look down and opened the curtains.
     "You're so skinny, jeez how much do you weigh?"
     "Around 80."
     "Freak," he laughed, "how about you eat." He left the room. I watch the door shut. He's now not going to check up on me all night. I took off my sweatpants which left me just in my boxers. I was laying down again just looking at my roof. From there my eyes lingered to the window then to the house next door. The trucks were in there parking lot, some people were pulling the things in. I'm taking a wild guess and saying that everyone is inside. I sat up and looking at the window the other house had. It was just like mine. The curtains weren't black, they were white. My dad made my room, he made it all black for me. He said it suited me, but I was a child when I said that. I looked at it, I hope they keep that as a attack. I hope they don't have little kids and would stay in that room. I kept looking at the room and the curtains open it was a the boy. My body arose with goosebumps since he's seen me with out my pants, I don't even know how he reacted to that. I jumped off my bed and hid on the side. I waited around 10 minute and looked up. He still was there. He had his arms holder and he was smiling. He dropped back to the room. I waited 3 minutes and came back up again. He's not there anymore, thank god. I lifted up my body and down. He's not there. I hear a ring at the door bell, it's probably the couple. I sat back down the floor. Getting up makes me light headed, I have no weight. I rested awhile then tried to get back up. I ended up knees on the floor and hand on the bed. I trie to lift my self up but I couldn't get the motivation to do so. I want to count to three, when I say three I'll push my body up.
         1, 2, the door opens, it's the new boy from across the street looking at my ass. I mean it wasn't hard for him to spot since it was right in his face.