THE QUIET.

|sixty seven

"your backpack is by the door." i nodded at her words.

something was off this morning.

usually my mother would be at work by now,

but she was sitting on the couch watching tv.

i looked at the screen.

"perfect family of busan, not so perfect?" she bitterly laughed at the news.

"the park family is rumored to be breaking up after talk about divorce and family issues. popular lawyer, mr park talked to some press this morning, verifying these rumors." a lady beside my father spoke into a microphone.

"things don't work out sometimes. our image looked fine on the outside, but no one knows what lies behind closed doors."

"fucking dickhead, he's one to talk." my mother changed the channel.

"bye, mom."

"goodbye, jimin."

as soon as i walked into school,

people were looking at me.

it was like that hell after the hospital all over again.

"sorry about your parents." some random girls walked up to me.

"divorce can be hard, i know."

"but things will get better." the last one finished.

i slammed my locker shut,

making them jump.

"do i fucking know you?"

they simply shook their heads.

"then do me a favor and don't comment on my fucking life."