Notebooks & Pencils [Mark Fanfic]

~ 6 Months Before ~

 Daisy's  P.O.V

  "Daisy, your Father requests your presence at the dinner table," it was Nanny Halmeoni. I had just came from school and I tired, I really wasn't in the mood to talk to nobody.

  "Umm... Nanny I'm not hungry, just tell him that I'm not feeling well," I sighed and as I was about to put my headphones back on Nanny was knocking on the door.

  "Darling, it seems it's an import matter that he wants to talk to you about, you should come downstairs."

  I really didn't want to go, I bet he has something to tell me about my work. I turned off my phone and connected it to the charger, I made my way to the door. Before I opened the door I made my hair into a bun. Nanny dislikes it when I have my hair down, she says it looks like a wild jungle.

  I opened the door to find my sweet korean nanny, she has taken care of me since I had memory, her wrinkels where on the sides of her streched eyes that fitted her face perfectly.

"Yes Nanny," I said while hugging her and making my way downstairs.

"Sweetie, when you have time please clean your room, I know your tired but.. a young lady shouldn't have a room like this," she said while pointing to my room and closing the door.

"Yes Nanny, I'll clean it tomorrow on Saturday," she nodded.

"Goodnight sweetie," I ran to her and gave her one last hug for the night,

"Goodnight Nanny." We parted our ways, she went to her room and I made my way downstairs.

  As I was walking down, I looked around to see where father was. I spotted him next to mother, he was eating soup and bread while looking at his newspapper.

  I walked into the dinning room reciving a smile from mother, she looked extremly happy which was rare, she's always stressed about my grandmother.

  I stood next to my father waiting for his acknowledgement, he didn't notice me so I cleared my throat. "Oh Daisy your here, we were waiting for you," I nodded an took a seat.

"Umm... I have-" he caught me off.

"Yes I know, you have homework to do, but listen to what we have to say."

Okay, this is getting really weird.

"I'm listening..."

  They nodded, my father wrapped his hands around my hand which were resting on the table. He looked into my eyes while giving me a warm smile, which caused my to laugh, "What is it already."

  He laughed while taking a deep breath, "Next year...," his smile grew wider. He was making this more dramatic than it should, why is he acting so warm all of a sudden.

  "What next year dad?"

  He took another deep breath, "Next year,... your going to Korea for your remaning years of high school."

  I could have broken my jaw, by the way my hands rised to meet my mouth. I shot up in excitement and disbelief causing me to stand on the chair, "D-Did you just s-say K-KK-Korea!"

  My mom was standing and she was helping me get down from the chair, I could tell she was worried if I was going to break my face or an arm.

"Indeed, I did," I jumped up and down and launched my self at my dad who caught me, just in time.

I kept repeating to myself OMG, but something caused me to stop... Why?

I detached myself from the hug, "Why? Why am I going to Korea?"