𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 || seongsang

II

I saw Park Seonghwa for the fist time in the cafeteria.

I think I already told you that, didn't I?

Well yeah, Seonghwa was the new volunteer, and he was handing out lunch to everyone today, topping if off with that beautiful smile of his.

The different thing about Seonghwa was, the unlike the other volunteers, Seonghwa looked like he actually enjoyed helping us, and he never once pitied us. He eyes showed pride. Like he was around of us for being so strong.

I had never talked to Seonghwa, but I could already deduce the way he felt about us all. It was sort of a gift I had. Observing people. And I was mostly always right.

This was the third day Seonghwa working here, and the third day I had been sitting here, picking at my fries, watching him like a stalker.

Of course I could never talk to him, never mind that fact that I literally can't, but I can't even maintain eye contact when he hands meet my lunch. I just nod and hide my face in my hoodie.

I'm pathetic.

And Seonghwa? He everything but.

Jung Wooyoung, my best friend here and the only person I genuinely feel comfortable telling everything to, always made fun of me, saying I was chicken and he could see the heart eyes I made at Seonghwa. I'll tell you more about the adorabile idiot I call my best friend a bt later.

I was bitter hen my mum and my asshole of a stepfather and dumped me here, in a hostel for disabled children, making me more away of my cripple than I had even been.

My mum was a lawyer, she was a busy, single, working woman, and never paid attention to me. I always felt like I was a burden on her, the deaf and mute son, and she always favored my older sister.

Only my dad was my best friend, who always understood me, treated me like a normal kid, and never let mom send me to a hostel.

But then a few years ago, my dad had passed away, and then my mother had re-married after my father's death. My step father, a class A snob, convinced my mother I would be better off with more people who were like me.

I'd always been bitter about my so called parents tossing me in this place, but after I met Wooyoung, and now sort- of met Seonghwa, it doesn't really feel that bad.