Is he going to...

AUTHOR'S NOTE - This chapter is based on Soo bin's POV from the previous chapters. So, if anyone doesn't want to waste their time, they can move to the next chapter.

Soo Bin's POV

Today is the day when I'm going to transfer to a new school. I didn't want to transfer from my old school because of my huge friend circle but I had to because of dad's office. Like any other day, my morning starts with the loud sound of throwing something and breaking. Guess what? They're fighting again. And by they I meant my parents who start their day by barking at each other. It's like a daily routine to me to wake up like this.

I wake up with a frustrating groan. I went to the bathroom, took a quick shower before coming out.I quickly opened my closet and grabbed my school uniform. I put them on in a rush before grabbing my bag and coming downstairs. As I make my way to the kitchen, mom grabbed my hand harshly, yanking me to look at her watery eyes.

Not again

''Your dad again brought that white bitch in our house.'' - She said with a sad voice which was nothing but an act.

''So?'' - I raised my brow.

''You won't tell him to-''

''It's your life, your husband, stop dragging me into this.'' - I cut her off before she could continue with her poor acting.

My parents have been always like that. They fuck around with others and fight every now and then, which is totally sick. I try my best not to get intertwined between them. Whenever I feel frustrated and sick because of their everyday nuisance, I go to my grandma's place. But as I was far from her I had to show my face to them in the morning.

Shit I should've left for school sooner

''Why are you doing this to me? Do you hate me? Do you-'' She cried while holding my hands.

When I was little, whenever she cried I'd wipe her tears away and listen to whatever she complaints about dad. I always thought she had no fault and hated my dad for a long time. Until one day I get to know that she's the same, She's exactly like dad, even worst.

''I have to go to school'' - I said as I pulled away from her.

''What about breakfast'' - She said, wiping her fake tears with her apron.

''As if I had the mood'' - I said before storming away from the kitchen to my bedroom.

I came out of my house and started to walk towards my new school. I wasn't in the mood to go to school as I always ditch school. But today I decided to go, to keep me busy from this nuisance for a while.

I entered the school building, went to the teacher's office to get the whereabouts of my classroom. I followed a teacher and entered my classroom. I look around as soon as I step foot in the classroom. The teacher started to introduce me. As the teacher was introducing me, my eyes stuck at a small figure. He was looking small compared to the other students. I frowned as I saw his red swollen eyes and depressed face. He cried all night but why? Now don't blame me cause I am a curious rat. Everyone's eyes were on me but him. He was looking outside the window without any care.

The teacher snapped me out of my thoughts as she called my name and point out a sit for me which lead to the boy. I thanked her as I walked toward the seat. I sat behind that boy. I was dying to know why he was upset. Unlike my mom, I'm sure he has a nice reason to cry. So, I waited for the class to end.

As the bell rings, I woke from my long sleep and furrow as I found an empty seat in front of me.

Where did he go?

I was about to search but the students surrounded me. They start their interrogation as my mind was somewhere else. They asked me about my father's business and all but I couldn't focus on them. We were walking toward the cafeteria. The students started to tell me about that boy who was sitting in front of me in the classroom, A.K.A the sad boy. I furrowed as they keep telling me bad things about that boy. I remember mom, telling bad things about dad when she was at the fault. I don't care if they're real or not but they shouldn't gossip around like that. Before I could do or say something, I saw that boy. He was taking upstairs which lead to the terrace.

Is he going to...

I ran after him before it gets too late. I don't want to make the same mistake again. run faster - I said to myself. I reached the rooftop and saw that boy sitting beside the wall... I was relieved as I pant for all this running. I saw my mom crying every day but never felt that much hurt as I saw him crying. He reminds me of him I thought as I went near him and placed one hand on his shoulder.