☆Prologue☆

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Prologue: Table three.

My head hung low as I walked out of the college. It has been a week since classes started and I still don't have any friends. Why though? I am friendly, kind, funny, good listener.

Even though I am an introvert, having at least one friend would do but I have no one. Not even in my workplace. Normally, students who get bullied and ignored in school or college have a friend at their workplace, but I don't have a friend who I can talk with while working.

If I have a crush on someone, I wouldn't be able to talk to someone about it cause I have no friends. When I am crying, there is no one to comfort me except maybe my pillow. I can't share my happiness with someone too.

I feel so alone.

Me against the world.

I know suicide isn't an escape from this. My mom didn't suffer for 10 months just for me to kill myself. She died two years ago though. From then on I am living with my Aunty. Aunt Lucy is my Dad's brother's foreign wife. My dad- well, he killed himself after my mom's death. My uncle- died in an accident last year. He is a real hero. A policeman who gave his life to save a little girl from a fire. He succeeded in saving her but died himself. I wish to be like my uncle. A policeman.

Aunt Lucy became depressed and alcoholic after my uncle's really sad death. She is a Slytherin normally even before my uncle's death. She sometimes bullies me for being weak and nerdy. But after Uncle Jih's death, she became crueler with her bullying. I always try my best to make her happy and appreciate me. But she never does that.

I noticed I'm already in front of the familiar elegant and rich cafe. I looked handsome according to the cafe owner so they hired me. This pays well but I can't manage my living and my aunt's living with only this much money.

I have to pay my college fees, book fees, electricity bill, water bill, to buy food, ladies stuff for my aunt like 'makeup' even though she never uses it, tampons, clothes.....She never leaves the house but always makes me buy her new clothes and make-up.

Well if it makes her happy.

"Hmm, Jeon is here", The receptionist lady said. Her name is Lasa or something.

"Good evening", I mumbled my greetings, too scared to freak her out. I'm always too scared to do anything. Thank God I'm a waiter serving food and not having to take their order or greet them. I would faint if I have to greet strangers.

It took me almost a whole year to actually start greeting Lasa- wait her name is Lisa. Anyway, Lisa actually smiles at me and I think she is a decent lady so I felt comfortable greeting her. But I've never said any other word to her.

I walked into the workers-only room and quickly changed into the white shirt and black pants. The uniform is a simple white shirt and black pants with a black apron-like thingy. It also has a shining batch with my name. I really love that batch as it must be the richest looking thing that I have for myself.

I usually take it everywhere with me as it looks beautiful even though I don't wear it.

"Fast go to the kitchen, Jungkook", The manager rushed out in a hurry. This cafe is always in a rush time because of the tasty muffins. I've eaten all of them!! Once the boss treated me with it for my 1st anniversary. My boss isn't a kind man but he was surprised I managed to work here for a year and wanted to give me an appreciation treat.

I'm a clumsy boy. I slipped on air when I was doing my trial serving. But my boss excused me because he didn't want to lose a handsome worker.

I entered the kitchen, taking the tray full of deliciousness and carrying it out after the chef said it belonged to table 2. I carefully placed it in table 2, giving the woman and child sitting there a small smile. I noticed a short man sitting at the table next to theirs. In table 3. He was staring at me.

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