Four best friends went to the same high school. Kim Chae-yeon, a cool girl, funniest one and the only boyish among the group. Park Seo-jung, the shy girl, who loves music and is a soft talker. Kang Eun-yeong, the hottest, badass and protective one...
I was having a peaceful sleep until my stupid clock alarm start to noise. "Ugh, I really want to go back to sleep! This fucking clock!" I hit my clock many times until it stopped and went to sleep. Suddenly, I shot my eyes open and realized it was school today.
"I'm late!!!" I quickly went to take a bath and quickly wear my uniform.
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Along with my backpack.
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I quickly went down and saw my parents were minding their business and pretending not to see me but at least Bangchan noticed me.
"Chaeyeon, you're awake."
"Morning, Oppa," I greeted him as I was about to grab some bread but, the bread had been snatched away from my Mom. "I didn't give you permission to eat, am I?" My Mom asked while glaring at me but, I casually took the bread from her and ate it and put back on her hand.
"And I didn't say you can take it," I said and walk away. Hearing that, my Dad, throw a bowl at me but, I dodge it. I turn around and saw him glare at me.
"How dare you speak to your Mother like that?! Did you call yourself a daughter?!" I look at him with a bored look and look at Bangchan. He just stay silent. Ever since my brother has graduate, my parents treat him nicely while me who was still in high school like garbage.
"And did you guys called yourselves a parents?" I shot back and walk away. Boy, I hate them so much. But, at least I got my friends.
Seojung's POV
I was done wearing my uniform after Haechan woke me up.
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