Euphoria ~j.jk~

01 • emotions

"Ms Kim, hello? Madam it's time for breakfast" Mrs choi's voice rang through my white wooden door, I was already awake before she even arrived, to be honest; I never slept.

I walked my way over and swung the door open slowly, nodding my head in her direction
"Young miss, your father is expecting you for breakfast this morning, and all of your classes for today have been cancelled"

Cancellation of my classes? That never happens-

"You also have a visitor this morning, your father requests you dress appropriately for this occasion" she added, smiling purely at me

I nod once again and return the smile, shutting the door quietly.

Why haven't I spoken yet you ask? Well, I'm a mute, no words come from this mouth; the last word I spoke was 13 years ago, 13 terrorising years have past for me without a voice. I get by though, with my notepads only very few things go wrong.

I skip slightly to my peach painted wardrobe, pulling it open expectantly; I remove a baby pink skirt and white top, Mrs choi didn't specify on what 'appropriately for the occasion' actually is so skirt and top it is.
I slide on my white stilletos and turn to the classic black and white bathroom in the corner of my room, Brushing my hazel hair down into something neat and presentable.

What could father possibly think is more important than my classes? A family death- no he would never cancel my classes for that, maybe a wedding? Doubt it but there really aren't any other valid reasons, or so I think.

Lost in my thoughts I don't realise I've been squeezing the tooth paste out for quite a while, dammit.

...

After brushing my teeth and applying some make-up I walk out to my coat hanger and decide a cute pastel pink blazer would complete my look, I twirl around in the mirror, pleased with my attire.

Walking down the white stairs I hear two voices, one is my fathers, his deep voice would never go unrecognised, but the second voice is one I've never heard before, it's deep but not too deep, the words slip from the man's mouth with ease as he speaks to my father.

"Ah, SooJin, you're here. Come take a seat quickly" I comply and walk soundlessly to the table, sitting down beside my father and smiling at the man politely.

"This is Mr. Jeon, headmaster of the academy of arts highschool" my father introduces him to me

"It's very nice to meet you Ms Kim" Mr jeon reaches out his hand to me smiling widely.

The headmaster of a highschool? I need explanations father.

I return the handshake and nod at him, still smiling.

"Your father has mentioned a lot about you to me, you seem like a very bright girl" he says, clearly trying to start some sort of conversation with me; though I don't have my notepad.
I glance at my father and he realises what I'm trying to communicate.

"A-ah yes, Mrs choi, could you please fetch SooJin's notepad, it would be quite hard for her to converse without it" my father laughs
"Yes of course sir" Mrs choi says

"I heard you understand and can write in 4 different languages, is that right Ms Kim?" Mr Jeon questions, taking a sip of his coffee.

Wow father must really enjoy bragging about his genius daughter huh.

I nod once again, still waiting for Mrs choi to return with my notepad

"Here you are, I apologize for the wait Ms Kim"

I smile at her and take the note pad, writing a full response to Mr Jeon:

It's a pleasure to meet you Mr Jeon, and yes that's correct, I understand and write in Korean, English, french and Chinese i also know sign language

I hurriedly jot down in the little book, passing it over the table to Mr Jeon.

"That's quite impressive, I'd love to have you as a student in my school, I'm sure you'd be a great role model for the rest" he says whilst handing back my note pad.

A student in his school? What's going on father I still need a more vivid explanation for this.

"I'm sure SooJin would also love to be part of your highschool, Mr jeon." My father responds reassuringly as I'm sure my face depicts exactly how confused I am.

Mr Jeon takes a small glance at his watch with a blank face "well, I have somewhere to be right about now, I'll be waiting to see you tomorrow, Kim SooJin, have a nice day, Mr Kim" Mr Jeon added as he stood up from the black velvet seat.
"You too Mr Jeon" my father replied politely.
I couldn't do anything but stare mindlessly at Mr Jeon's back as he left, as soon as I heard the front door shut I turned to my father with a confused expression.

"SooJin, I understand how you must feel right now, but please know that I'm only doing this for your own sake"

I grab my note pad from Infront of me scribbling down my reply

What on earth do you mean 'my own sake' I can't go to a school, no I refuse to go to a school.

My father sighs dramatically as he reads my answer

"It's already been decided SooJin, please don't argue with me this time, this is a great opportunity to help your social skills, maybe you can even make friends instead of being locked up in this house for the next god knows how many years to come"

Before I can reach for my notepad again he removed it from the table

"SooJin, you and I both know I've been lenient with how much social interaction you must go through, you've been homeschooled for the past 12 years, I'm sorry but you can't continue like this, please SooJin"

I hate seeing my father beg, he's right though, I can't be locked up forever, I'll have to welcome the open world at some point and I guess that point is now.

I nod slowly and push out of my chair, I point to my notepad and he hands it to me, I lean over the table and write down a small message

I'll go to the school, I'll make friends, I'll be social, I'll do everything to make you happy father, but I won't do it without limitations. It's the last year right? I'll finish this year of highschool education at the school and maybe I'll even go to college after.

I slide my notepad over to my father and begin to head back up to my room

"I love you princess, your mother would be proud" was the last thing I heard before I closed my room door and slid down against it, dropping my head down in my hands and allowing my tears to drop quietly onto my skirt

It's only a school SooJin, get it together and control your damn emotions for god's sake.

I wipe the tears off my face and stand up, tossing my shoes to the side of my room and throwing myself onto the bed, wanting the day to be over already.

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