"wait.. WHAT?!"
You quickly pull your phone away from your ear as Yoona proceeded to scream from the other end of the call.
It had been a little over ten minutes since you originally called her and for the first few minutes all she did was sob like a baby. You assumed she would have been worried, but you didn't expect her to be that bad. Perhaps it was poor judgement on your behalf; you should have called her sooner.
As the screeching from your phone slowly stopped you returned the phone to your ear and smiled.
"You done?", you chuckled as you rolled onto your back and looked up at ceiling.
"Sorry, I just can't believe he's letting you live with him. I guess he's not as bad as they all say he is"
"Maybe..", you sighed.
It did seem extremely strange to you. Choi Yeonjun. The literal worst person to ever walk the hallways at your school had shown you kindness and saved you from the streets. He could have easily walked away from you. But, he didn't.
Yeonjun was usually bad news; It was common knowledge. So why was he helping a nobody like you? You wanted to say it was because he was just a misunderstood boy, but was that really the case? Truth be told, you still barely knew this boy. The only reason you accepted his offer early that morning was because his mother has a heart of gold and you hoped deep down he was just like her.
"Yoona, you can't tell Beomgyu about my location"
"What? Why? He's been just as worried as I've been", Yoona's voice was full of confusion.
"I know.. and I'm thankful for that. But please. Don't tell him anything"
"Fine.. and Kai?"
You gulped. Not once had you thought about telling Kai. After the fight between you two, you weren't sure where your relationship stood. You were angry and upset, years of bottled up feelings forced you to your breaking point. You lashed out at him, but in your eyes, he deserved it.
"Don't tell him either"
"Alright.. If that's what you want Y/n"
"Thank you Yoona", you ran a hand through your curled hair as you swung your legs over the side of your bed and sat up. "I mean it"
"I know", she spoke quietly. "I have to go, I'll call you back later"
Before you could say goodbye, Yoona had already hung up. It caught you off guard as she never ended a call without a goodbye. Perhaps she was still upset over the fact that you took so long to tell her you were safe. You should have called her sooner, but you spent hours worrying over what she'd think about your current living situation.
As you made your way across your dimly lit room, you walked over to your window and took a seat beside it. It was only 5pm and yet the world was basically engulfed in darkness. When you were younger you used to hate the early nights. But now, you've grown to love them.
As soon as your parents divorced and you and your brother were torn apart, the darkness seemed like the only comfort you had. It didn't cast the same warm glow that sun did, but you liked that. The sun was way too overrated anyways.
"What are you doing?"
You gasped and turned around to see Yeonjun's shadowed figure standing beside your bed.
"Can't you knock?", you groaned in annoyance.
"I did", he chuckled. "You didn't reply so I came in"
"Oh..", you said as you felt yourself grow embarrassed. "Well what do you want?"
"Dinner's ready"
"Oh.. right", you got up from your seat and walked over to Yeonjun.
Yeonjun flashed you a cocky smiled as he began to leave your room. Unsure what you should say next, you just decided to follow him quietly.
~~~
"Y/n, how are you feeling?", Yeonjun's mother cried as she came over and gave you a hug.
"I'm great.. Thank.. You", you said between breaths as Mikyong hugged you a little tighter than she should have.
"That's wonderful", she grinned as she let go of you and turned towards the large dining table. "Now you're seat is beside Yeonjun's"
You gave her a smile and a slight nod before making your way to your seat. Yeonjun was already sitting at the table so it made it much easier to identify where you had to go.
Carefully, you pulled the chair out slightly and sat down beside the boy who was completely engrossed with his phone.
"I thought phones weren't allowed at the table"
Yeonjun turned to face you and shrugged. "I don't really abide by rules that I disagree with"
"Oh yeah, I forgot that you're mister I break all the school rules", you chuckled.
Yeonjun rolled his eyes as he turned off his phone and placed it on the table. "Happy?"
"I sure am", you smiled.
Moments later, Mikyong burst back into the room, followed by the kitchen staff that they had. With her head held high, she gracefully walked over to the table and took a seat across from Yeonjun and I.
As her eyes landed on Yeonjun's phone, she cocked an eyebrow.
"You're not on your phone?", she looks up from the phone and directs her gaze onto you. "Usually I have to tell him multiple times that I don't like phones being used at the table. I'm pleasantly surprised Yeonjun"
You look over to Yeonjun and notice that his cheeks were tinted in a light shade of pink. Was he seriously embarrassed by his mother's words. You couldn't help but snicker slightly as stared at the boy. So much for being a tough bully.
Even though you tried to laugh quietly, Yeonjun still managed to hear you. Instantly he looked down at you and frowned.
"You find that funny?"
"Something like that", you say as you try to control your laughter.
As you looked back to the table in front of you, you noticed that there was now a variety of food placed onto the table. Everything looked so good, so you couldn't help but drool. It had been so long since you had eaten a good meal; sure when you lived with your dad you would cook, but it was no match to the plethora of food before you.
Mikyong's smile started to grow as she caught a glimpse of your excited form. Never had she seen someone so excited to have dinner, well a part from one person. In many ways, Mikyong could see herself in you. She wasn't always rich and successful, in fact she lived exactly like you did. Her parents divorced when she was younger and she unfortunately got stuck living with a parent who didn't care for her at all. Perhaps that was why she wanted to ensure you were safe. She didn't want you to suffer like she did.
~~~
After dinner, you politely thanked the kitchen staff and Mikyong for the meal and made your way back to your room. It was getting late and you didn't want to intrude on anything, especially since Yeonjun's father would be arriving at any moment. You hadn't met him yet and in reality, you didn't want to meet him. From what you'd heard from Mikyong during your tutoring, he seemed like a very intimidating man. So, you retreated to your safe haven and decided to remain there for the rest of the night.
Hours had passed and it was now nearing midnight when you heard the faint sound of a knock on your door.
"Come in", you said as you sat up in your bed.
To your surprise, Mikyong slowly opened the door and gave you a sweet smile. Even though she wasn't dressed in her usually formal attire, you still like stunning.
"Sorry to come her so late darling, but I had something I wanted to ask you"
Mikyong walked across the room and took a seat on the side of your bed, turning her head so she could look at you.
"What is it?", you asked with confusion. What was so important that she had to ask you at this hour.
"I know you've gone through a lot dear and returning to school must be the last thing on your mind. So I'm here to make a proposal. I actually am a fully qualified teacher as you know and I normally only work a few days a week. So, i was wondering if you'd like me to home school you"
Your jaw dropped. She couldn't be serious? Could she?
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