Ranboo adopted you,a teen,about two weeks ago. He knew you were still adapting,but sent you to the school near the house.

He sighed,sitting on the couch and drinking some Fanta. He pulled back his hair.

“She’s supposed to be here..Oh,wait! I gave her money. She’s probably buying herself some snacks..”

He glanced at his phone. No messages. He groaned and threw the phone to the table,scoffing a bit. He calmed immediately,understanding that it’s not right.