Hey Brother

Foxy

~Flashback~

" Yeonjun? What are you doing?"

The little five years old looked at the caretaker with his big brown eyes and smiled when he showed her his picture, " I colwring."

" Yeonjun sweetie, we're supposed to write your name."

" Oh?"

" Mrs. Cassey told us that like a lot of times Yeonjun," one boy said.

" Yeah! Weren't you listening," the little girl sassed.

" I didn't know," he said in his small voice.

" And plus what is that," the boy asked.

Yeonjun pouted, " Its a foxwy."

" You mean a foxy," the caretaker asked.

Yeonjun nodded his head, " Uh-uh, see. I made it pwetty."

" Yeonjun, foxes aren't purple," the kid named Taemin said.

Yeonjun frowned, " I-It's wot?"

The other kids started to laugh, " No you idiot, who told you that?"

Yeonjun sadly looked down at his coloring and the kids started to laugh.

The caretaker sighed, " Taemin, you're supposed to finish your homework."

" I'm already done Mrs. Cassey, I see Yeonjun isn't," he teased.

" He probably can't even spell his name," the other boy laughed.

Yeonjun sniffed and Mrs. Cassey sighed, " Come on Yeonjun, can you please start writing your name."

Yeonjun wiped his eyes and frowned.

" O-Otay."

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" Ok class, does anyone know what is 12x12?"

The other kids started raise their hands except for a brown-haired boy, he was too busy drawing a picture.

He was drawing the cutest fox ever and he was drawing friends for it. He was making the little story when the teacher notices him not paying attention.

Then he stopped when he saw someone's shoes by his desk, he looked up and he gulped.

" Choi Yeonjun? Can you answer the question?"

Yeonjun gulped and looked at the board and back to her.

" Well? The class is waiting for you Yeonjun," she snorted.

Yeonjun pouted and he looked down, " I-I d-don't know."

" You don't know? Well maybe if you weren't drawing and paying attention you would have given me the right answer."

The whole class started to laugh, Yeonjun gasped and tears started to roll down his cheeks.

" Ayo look! He's crying!"

" Wow, he's really is a crybaby."

" This is the sixth grade and he's still crying, what a baby."

The whole class was laughing and he just wiped his eyes, the teacher rolled her eyes.

" Now, who can give me a real answer?"