His love

Money

Wooyoung pov

My heart drop at the sight infront of me.

"Your dad and I are going bankrupt." My mom says.

"Ok and what do you want me to do about that?" I asks.

"We would like some help financially." My mom says.

"Oh fuck no!" Wonyoung shouts.

"Wonyoung this is an adult conversation" San says.

"You have been kissing my brother and-"

"You two zip it." I say looking at Wonyoung and San.

"Well arnt you just fisty today." Wonyoung mumbels under her breath walking away with San following her.

"I don't see why I should give you money." I say looking at mom.

"Because you are successful!" She says smiling.

I stand there and scoff.

"Now you want to be supportive?" I ask.

"Well-"

"Please leave and don't come back or else I will be calling the cops." I say smiling.

Her face drops and she crosses her arms.

"Jung Wooyoung this will not be the last time you hear from me." She says stomping away.

All of a sudden I hear clapping.

I look around and notice that everyone in the bakery has heard what happened but is still supporting me.

If my mom thinks she can take me down she's wrong.

My mom can take me down.

"Wooyoung it's not that bad." San says sitting next to me.

"Imagine how my supporters feel after finding out." I say with my face in my pillow.

"It's really going to be ok." San says.

"AAAHHHH." I scream in the pillow.

My mom ended up outing me.

I don't know how she did it but she did.

After I saw it I turned off my phone not wanting to see any negative comments.

"I really think you should look at some of the articles." Wonyoung says.

"Why would I do that? So I can be even more sad. My career is over now." I say rolling on my back covering my face with my hands.

"Wooyoung..." Wonyoung says.

"Your career ended when you quit being a dancer."