You neglect every single person who really do understand you.
Why are you like this?
Do you have any problem Wooseok?
I look at my mom's text message. I started to move out of the house after my father threatened to kill me if he sees me one more time in the same roof.
Why?
Because I failed him.
In every school year, I became a topnocher, giving them awards, medals and fame. As I became tired of my life. Expecting an A to my card.
I wanted to experience the failure, so I failed.
It hurts.
A lot.
But it teaches me to grow up.
Now, I transferred school. Not pursuing a academics anymore I will turned myself into more productive person.
A lie.
It is because my past school had expensive tuition fee, I can't let myself work for 24 hours. I have asthma.
Sighing for 99th time.
I walked again, looking down to my feet.
I am Kim Wooseok, everyone says I don't have any feeling and that I am too cold for them to get to with but I am not.
I just can't communicate as I focused my 18 years of life into four walls with different types of books.
"Woah!—" I flinched in pain, I felt in my shoulder. I saw a guy with an ice cream all over his shirt. I bowed down.
"Watch where you were looking at— Isn't that my school uniform?." I look at him emotionlessly, and he did.
He did wear the same school uniform as mine.
Just great Wooseok.
"You're a transferee? Are you sure that you're really a guy?." He laughed, together with his friends who just catched up.
"You're not going to talk?." A guy with milky skin and blonde hair asked. I just walked passed by but the guy I bumped into catches my wrist and held it.
"What's your name?"
"Kim Wooseok."
"I think I like you."
I look at him, from head to toe. A handsome man with jolly smiles that would make everyone melt. But...
Not me.
Not at all.
Not my type.
"My name is Cho Seungyoun."
He introduced himself. He still held my wrist. I look at my wrist then he removes it.
"A lie." I said with no expression then started to leave.
His friends teased him, they all laughed except that guy.
I heard a footstep, running behind me. I look at my back and saw the Seungyoun guy.
His friends on his back smiles teasingly. "What do you mean?."
"By what?."
"By 'A lie' what do you mean by that?."
I look at him, tiredly walks towards him, closely.
"Not everything you confessed into is true. A liar is a liar and you're not gonna change my mind."
I am Kim Wooseok, a cold hearted transferee that would make this conceited flower boy gone insane.
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Confession
Fanfiction"Not everything you confess is true and is good to the person you'll going to confess to." In which Wooseok is a cold hearted transferee that would met a conceited flower boy. [Wooseok x Seungyoun]