𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙 ᴹᴬᴿᴷ ᴸᴱᴱ

０．７ - ｍｏｖｉｎｇ

song: lost - bts

the next day haewon woke up from her alarm. groaning she got up. it was 5:30am and she needed to get ready for school.

her days consisted of going to school until 3pm, then usually train  with her dad or changbin for two hours, completing files her dad gave  her or do missions until around 10pm. then showering and eating  something, normally her dad would call her then for haewon to tell him  what's new about the files he gave her.
lastly doing homework and  assignments that were due and study for exams. leaving her to go to  sleep at around 2-3am in the morning.

yes, her routine was hard but there was nothing she could do about it.

feeling a bit better from the sleep she had she made her way into the bathroom. sleeping five hours were the longest sleep she had for a really long time. doing her routine she went downstairs to get some breakfast before she would head to school.

in the kitchen haewon grabbed an apple heading to the door. while she put on her shoes someone called her.

"haewon"

"yes dad?" turning around she faced her dad who was standing in the door frame.

"come into my office after school we need to talk"

haewon nodded, opening the door heading out. the school was only a 20 minute walk so she was walking there. consider it as a small early morning workout before school. the whole time she couldn't stop thinking about her dad.

what did he want to talk about? was it something bad? maybe it was just a new mission for her. but normally he would just call or text her or just telling her after school to come. it must be something more serious than just a small mission.

arriving at school it was now 7:10am. haewon was always pretty early just for the silence that would be in the classroom till the others would come. arriving at the classroom haewon went inside sitting on her table in the back at the window.

with her earphones in she took out her sketchbook. she wasn't really good at drawing, but it helped her to cope with the stress in her life, to calm down and feel at least a bit at ease. opening the sketchbook she took out a pencil starting to randomly draw some lines.

haewon was still deep in thoughts because of her fathers words. aimlessly drawing circles and lines out of boredom. lost in her own thoughts she didn't realize someone had taken a chair sitting right in front of her now, until the person tapped her shoulder.

looking up she met the eyes of shuhua. one of her friends.

"good morning haewon!"

rolling her eyes haewon took out one earbud. energetic as always

"morning" she mumbled, turning her attention back to her sketch.

shuhua pouted at her, but didn't expect something else. they knew each other for years and a few years ago haewon turned more and more cold, but they started to cope with it. not one ever asked whats wrong or what happened, they all figured it was just the puberty.