My Brother's Clone✔ [Taekook]

1. Westview High

Taehyung's POV

“K..Kim Taehyung,”

I say to the tired-looking secretary sitting in front of the computer as I finally reach inside the hostel office after standing in the enormous queue for almost an hour.

The secretary looks up at me and then hurriedly types something on her computer. “12th grade?” she asks after a second and I nod. “New admission?” I again nod.

“Dorm B, 69,” she then calls out to the other lady who is standing by the cupboards, fiddling inside boxes of keys. Soon enough the lady expertly tosses a key to the secretary’s desk.

“Taehyung, you'll be staying in Dorm B, room no 69,” she says in a hurry.

“oh..o..okay,” I nod seeing her hurry and quickly take the key from her hands, hastily walking out of the queue.

I take my suitcase and bags from where I had placed them outside the office before I stood in the line. Then I walk in direction of I don’t actually know where. Because I am new in this boarding school and I don't have any idea where I'm going. I am supposed to be finding my dorm room now. After that, I just have to unpack my stuff and rest till tomorrow morning. Tomorrow is my first day in this school.

If you are wondering why I'm in this school, then it's because unfortunately last year I wrote a scholarship exam. I was one among the three people who got selected to this highly qualified boarding school in Seoul called 'Westview High' where I'll be studying for free for the next one year as now I enrolled in 12th grade. But I'm certainly not looking forward to this new high school experience.

At a point during last year, I had honestly thought to drop out of school when things became too difficult for me. I barely survived my previous high school which was only a few blocks away from home. And I honestly had no plan to enroll in this school, which is more than three hours away from my home in Daegu.

It was my parents and my older sister, Yoosun who forced me to this. Of course, I tried to protest but there was no use. The fact that I'll get a good sum of scholarship amount every month didn't help.

My life has always been trouble. It was never easy for me. Of course, it was to a little extent. But that was until Han hyung left.

Dohan was my big brother. He was nice, caring, protective of me. He was always there for me. He once even punched a boy from my middle school and broke his nose for making fun of me. Hyung loved me so much. I loved him too. But he left me alone all of a sudden. I was 15 then and he was 19. It was a car accident. Now it's almost three years since that but I am barely out of shock.

I was always called and referred to as the 'stutter boy' and it makes me feel sick. I can't get used to it or stop minding it. It really hurts. Okay, I agree I stutter while speaking. I tried a lot to stop stuttering. But I couldn't do anything about it. And it worsened after hyung's death. I don't really know what to do about it anymore. But I am not stupid or anything. Why do I have to be called the ‘stutter boy’ when I actually have a name?

Only a few people in my previous high school knew my real name. I was like a toy to all those bullies in school, who would call me 'hey stutter boy, c'mere. Go buy us a soda and some snacks from the vending machine' or 'stutter boy, have you finished the assignment I gave you yesterday?' or 'T..Ta..Tae..Taehyung..w..w..what's up?'

Now you might have got an idea, how horrible my school life was. But I don't actually stutter that much. I don't really know what satisfaction they all get by making fun of me and following me behind, fake stuttering. Sometimes I even get pushed and dragged around. But still, after everything, I managed to somehow maintain my grades.