I wake up to my parents shouting. I'm laying on my bed while looking up at the plain white ceiling. It's like this every day. Screaming and shouting, blaming each other, and breaking stuff. It's like a job to them. I guess I should be used to this by now. I sigh as I sit up to glare at the door. ''Did they wake up just to shout? So annoying.'' I mumble to myself while throwing the blanket off of me. I throw my legs off my bed to stand and walk towards the door.

''Why can't you do one thing right? You're so fucking stupid! I don't understand why I deal with you.'' A businessman, named Jeon Hyunwoo, shouts. ''Well, maybe you should just go out and drink with your friends like you always do! I have a better idea. Go find some slut to fuck around with!'' A female teacher, that goes by the name Jeon Jian, shouts back. My hand hovers over the handle of the door while staring blankly at the door. I turn around to find my school uniform.

I put on my pants, pulling the zipper up before grabbing my shirt to put on. I throw on my jacket as well and then put some socks on. I walk to my desk to get my name tag to attach to my jacket. ''Jeon Jaeguk.'' Nothing fancy. Just my name in a simple font. I throw on my back bag and then turn around to walk out of my room. I go to the bathroom to fix up my hair and brush my teeth. Simple things. Some simple things are annoying to do.

After doing that I walk down the stairs to be only greeted with a vase breaking in front of me. I blankly stare at the shattered vase on the ground before looking up at my mother, whose face has become red. I then look at my father that's just as red. ''Are you crazy, woman?! You could've hurt me!'' He's not wrong. She could've hurt him but also me. I mean, I'm standing in the direction she threw the vase.

I walk past them and mumble; ''I'm leaving.'' I'm not a big fan of grown people shouting at each other. It's annoying. I put on my shoes. I walk out and down the street to the bus stop. A couple of minutes pass and the bus finally arrives. I enter, looking down at my feet before taking off my back bag, sitting down and holding onto my it. Mornings are the worst. I don't understand how people can be so energetic.

I notice two girls staring at me and I avoid eye contact by looking out the window. People don't even try to hide their interest. ''Isn't he cute?'' One of the girls' whispers to her friend. ''Well, what are you waiting for? Go get his number.'' I sigh as I close my eyes in annoyance. I'm not that good looking. I'm plain. I try to be plain. It's easier that way.

''Sorry?'' I pretend to be asleep but then she pokes my shoulder and tries again. ''I'm sorry but um...'' I finally open my eyes to look up at her with a blank expression. She smiles at me and asks; ''Are you perhaps single? I was wondering if I could give you my number and maybe become frien-'' I cut her off before she gets the chance to continue. ''I'm not interested in dating anyone and besides-'' I look her up and down. ''you're not my type.''

She stands there in silence. There I go again and say unnecessary things. She scoffs in embarrassment while looking around to see if someone had witnessed this. She looks down at me with a forced smile and says; ''I'm sorry...'' She walks away to her friend and looks down in shame. Her friend grabs her shoulder and asks her questions.

I didn't mean to hurt her feelings. It's just bothersome. I don't want to bother with girls who only want to get into my pants for my looks. There must be some girls who actually want to try and get to know me but I'm seriously not interested. It's annoying. I reject people in this manner for them not to get high hopes. This way they won't come back. People shouldn't expect me to smile and politely reject them. I'm not like that. I want to be alone. Sometimes.

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I walk down the halls to get to my classroom that's filled with a bunch of annoying and loud people. I can already hear those annoying brats from miles away. I continue walking until I get to my classroom and open the door. I stop in my tracks in shock. A classmate called Park Hoseok is jumping on a table while singing into a Bluetooth microphone. Hoseok is a special classmate since he's always so cheerful and loud. Maybe a little too cheerful.

Not only that but another classmate, called Lee Jaemin, is screaming and laughing with him. Jaemin is a lot calmer than Hoseok but is still somewhat crazy around his best friend. They're, what people call; class clowns. Everyone is shouting and laughing with them. I pretend like I haven't seen this and go to my seat. I sit down and look out the window.

The bell finally rings and everyone hurries to their seats while Hoseok freaks out. He throws the mic to Jaemin who only throws it back to him. They continue that cycle till the teacher walks inside. They're still throwing the mic back and forth without noticing him. The teacher clears his throat. ''Mr Park.'' Hoseok freezes. ''Mr Lee'' Jaemin does the same while Hoseok is now holding the mic. They slowly look at the teacher, pause, and then smile.

I look at the scene unfolding before looking out the window once again. I can see the trees that the school grows. They're pretty. Somewhat calming. They're the prettiest during the summer. I guess they're the only thing I don't find annoying.

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I run down the stairs in a hurry. I had fallen asleep in class and no one, not even the teacher, decided to wake me up. It's lunch break. Lunch break is my favourite part of the school day. I can be alone and eat, I can eat and be alone. It's a luxury.

I'm late. My favourite sandwich is sold out. I breathe in and out, looking down at the ground in defeat. The lunch lady asks me what I want and I look at her in annoyance. I point at whatever without looking at it since everything tastes the same. She hands me the food and I make my way to the roof since it's quiet there. I also like looking at the sky. It's like the trees.

I walk up the stairs that lead to the roof and I open the door to look up at the sky. I breathe in the fresh air before closing the door and sitting down to eat my lunch. I take out my phone and earphones to listen to some music. I start eating whilst listening to some calm indie music.

Once I'm done eating my lunch I scroll through social media, check out my favourite artists and news. Then the door slams open and I look up at it. Five guys walk towards me while glaring and I just look back in confusion. When they finally get to me, one of them says; ''Stand up.'' He's quite big and tall. He has dark hair and his facial structure is sharp.

I look up at him and then the rest of them before standing up. I take out my earphones and put them into the pocket of my pants. ''Are you Jaeguk? Jeon Jaeguk?'' I look at with questioning eyes. ''Yeah?'' I say like I wasn't so sure myself. That's when his face becomes redder than a tomato. Like, red red. Now that I think about it, do I know him? ''Look, dude, I know you've been messing with my girl. I want you to quit it.'' Both of my brows crash together in even more confusion.

''Who?'' I raise my brows as I say that but his brows crash in anger. ''Don't act fucking stupid!'' He shouts and I close my eyes as I get a headache from all his shouting. I seriously hate people shouting. It's annoying. ''Park Eunha! Probably one of the prettiest girls in this entire fucking school.''

''I've seen you talking to her. I'm her boyfriend Seojun. We've been together for 2 months and things are going well. I wouldn't want some punk ruining it for me.''

I frown while looking up at the sky as I'm trying to remember a girl called Eunha. ''Oh,'' I say in a low tone and now the random dude is looking at me in confusion. ''I don't know her nor like her so don't worry about me. I remember rejecting her but that's about it. Oh, and she kissed me.''

Next thing I know I'm running down the halls of the school with five big tall upperclassmen chasing after me. ''I swear to God that I don't like her like that! Will you please listen to me, you monkey-faced pig?!'' I shout in fear of them catching up to me. Seojun is quite tall and strong looking so I don't want to get beaten up by some King Kong.

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