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Jimin POV
Keeping my eyes closed, I could feel myself getting pulled out of my sleep by a soft voice calling my name.

As I opened my eyes, I could see my mom sitting at the end of my bed.

I gave her a gentle smile, as she told me to go down and eat breakfast.

I got up, stretching my body, and went for a quick shower, getting dressed, before heading downstairs.

Sitting down at the table, I was faced with a big plate, as usual. Toasts, eggs, bacon, and potatoes.

Looking back up, at the end of the table, I saw my dad reading the newspaper, with his face on the cover.

He was a well-known businessman, rich and charismatic.

My dad lifted his eyes from his paper and glanced at me.

M. Park " You have to become as successful as me, I don't want a failure to ruin my reputation."

I nodded, being used to his rude and direct comments he made towards me.

After breakfast, a maid came to clean the table, as I put on my shoes and headed to the car with my father.

Driving to school, my dad continued to talk about how successful he was and how as an only child I should live up to his expectations.

I could only agree in silence.

Once arrived at school, I got out of the fancy car and entered the gates.

I was immediately greeted by all kinds of people.

Most of them, I knew, was only trying to enter my social circle and actually didn't want anything to do with me.

I still made my way to class, smiling.

I sat down at my usual spot, next to the window and also, behind Yoongi, which was a fellow classmate.

He was interesting, why because he never noticed me and never talked to me. While others tried desperately to get my attention.

Though, I never talked to him as well, may the rumors be true. I absolutely do not want to get involved with him.

The ringing of the school bell announced lunchtime and I made my way to the cafeteria, where my two bested friends were waiting for me.

?? "I'm about to drop out, seriously."

?? "Like your parents would let you sleep in the house if you did that."

I greeted my friends, Taehyung and Jungkook, joining in the conversation.

Afternoon classes ended, I said goodbye to my teacher and classmates, walking towards the school gates.

I took the bus, heading straight to my part-time job. Not that I needed the money but my dad wanted me to gain working experience.

I opened the door of the small café and bowed, greeting my boss, who was at the register.

?? "Good evening Jimin, how was your day?"

He said, with a wide and bright smile.

Jm "It was fine, let me take the register today Jin."

I responded, giving him an equally bright smile.

My boss was very kind and we were actually pretty close. He invited me a few times to his place and he was an amazing cook.

After my shift, I cleaned the floors, organized the counter, switched off the lights, and close the door.

I walked back home, the café was pretty close to where I lived.

I unlocked the door to my house and entered.

Jm "I'm back!"

My voice only echoed through the house, not a single one answering my call.

Sighing, I closed the door behind me and went to the kitchen.

A cold plate was waiting for me on the table, leftovers of the dinner my dad and mom had.

I reheated the meal, took it, and walked to my room upstairs.

I sat at my desk, eating my still half cold meal, tears starting to form in my eyes.

I couldn't finish my meal.

Laying down on my bed, I felt like ripping my hair off, destroying my room, and crying.

But I just stayed still.

I got up once more and decided to dance, earphones in and music blasting in my ears, I couldn't hear my own footsteps.

Exhausted, I finally rested my hot body on the cold blankets. I could feel my breathing slowing down.

I threw on my pajamas and covered myself in the bedsheets.

I couldn't help but start overthinking, again.

Of how my life would be if I didn't have a crazy rich dad if I wasn't pressured in being the best at everything if I could be myself.

I felt my throat squeeze, my eyes burning, tears started to roll down my cheeks.

With that, I fell asleep. The salty water drying on my pillow.

The next day, the cycle repeated itself and that was my life for as long as I could remember.
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( 800 words)

I did it! This one was actually fun to write :)
Now that both the main characters are out and that we have a pretty good idea of their lives, I can finally start the good stuff!
Well, see y'all soon, hope this chapter is good and enjoyable❤️