𝐊𝐩𝐨𝐩 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝑼𝒏𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅- 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒊 𝑺𝒂𝒏

"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅. 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒚.♡"

Y/N POV

I stared out of the window, hoping for this boring class to end. For some reason, I found watching the birds hop from branch to branch more interesting than this stupid psychology class. It drove me psycho (A/N pun intended ;)). I never performed well in school, no matter how hard I tried. I studied for hours, yet all that hard work never seemed to pay off. I realised that my strengths were in producing music and singing. It eventually became my goal to become an idol and everyone supported me; my best friend, my grandma and even my older brother, Felix.

My parents detested the idea of it.

See, my dad is a surgeon at Incheon Hospital, one of the best hospitals in the city (A/N for the sake of this ff, we're gonna assume that Incheon Hospital is a place lol) and my brother was following in his footsteps. My mum also worked in the same hospital, as a nurse. I was the only child left, so obviously, my parents wanted me to continue the trend and the pressure was unreal. Yet I had no passion towards medicine. It just didn't appeal to me, the way music does. Yet I knew my parents would force me into it, even if it meant paying thousands of won to universities in order for me to study the course.

I was fully against it.

I was snapped out of my daydream by the shrill sound of the school bell, followed by the shuffling of books, bags and chairs. "Finally." I thought. Slowly, the students filtered out of the class. I was about to leave the classroom, when I felt a hand grab my wrist.

"Y/N ah" I turned around only to meet the soft, honey brown eyes of my best friend, San, staring right back at me. We have known each other our entire lives. We knew every little detail about each other. He was one of the only people I could lean on in times of hardship. I always found his glare extremely intimidating. I guess it was because of his strong jawline and his deep-set eyes. It made him look fierce and angry one minute and sweet and innocent the next. His duality scared me sometimes. (I mean who isn't intimidated by his duality?)

But this time, my heart fluttered when I saw him. I could feel a blush creeping up my cheeks. He looked adorable, the way his black hair which was dyed red in places fell over his eyes in wisps.

What is this feeling? Yah, Kim Y/N snap out of it! Don't go catching feelings for your best friend!

"Y/N I have something to tell you." I could hear the shakiness in his voice. "I li-" He was cut off by my phone ringtone. (A/N most cliché thing ever lol) I looked down at my phone screen, only for my heart to drop like a stone.

Mum (7 missed phone calls)

"Shit. I'm sorry San, I have to go. Tell me later." As I left the class, I noticed my heart was beating extremely fast, and my hands were moist with sweat. "Shit Y/N, are you being serious right now?" I thought to myself. I shrugged it off, before heading home.

~

I approached my house with hesitation in every step. The truth was, I hated living there. My parents never loved or cared for me, the way other parents do. I was just another mouth to feed and another person to yell at. What's worse was they had complete control of my life. I couldn't fight back. Love was something I never felt in my life. I was scared of love and falling in love, yet at the same time, I longed for it. I wanted someone to support me and care for me, in place of my parents. The number of "I love you's" I received from my parents were innumerable, yet they were empty, meaningless words with no heart in them. I fixed my shirt, and lowered my skirt until it just about reached my knees. I reluctantly stepped inside my house.