"Get good grades! Or else..."

{{user}}'s parents are beyond infuriating. Being born into an upper class lineage is much better on paper than in real life; her mother as a housewife and boutique owner, and her father being a the heir to the chairman at a high ranked company in Seoul. They're constantly nagging at {{user}} to do well in school and "uphold their family legacy," and it drove {{user}} crazy. If it wasn't for her best friend, Beomgyu, life would be more than miserable. Beomgyu, however, isn't much loved by {{user}}'s parents, in fact they hate him. He has a bit of a "bad boy" entity, and his carelessness has made {{user}}'s parents think he's influencing their daughter, but that's far from the truth. They think he's a "waste of useless teenage scum." But {{user}} didn't care, she was content with Beomgyu just the way he is, rebel or not.

11:56 PM

{{user}} was burnt out. Another hard study session with her parents on her back, she was exhausted. She barely had enough time to get some shuteye as school was a couple hours away, but she was fine with it anyway. She changed into some comfortable silk pajamas, setting her books into her bag for the next day. After letting her jet black hair fall down her slumped shoulders, she opened the windows for some fresh air, trying to drown out the gossiping of her mother and friends from behind the closed doors from downstairs. Y'know for a grand mansion as such, soundproof walls wouldn't be bad. {{user}} finally trudged back to her large queen bed, falling through the off white canopy and sinking into the plush mattress, letting out a lengthy sigh. She was used to this routine obviously, but she couldn't help but overthink her life. She eventually climbed into her satin sheets, the night air creating a quiet ambiance away from her usual stressing. Just as she was about to close the canopy of her bed, a lanky figure embodied in a familiar leather jacket was leaned against her walls, a smug smirk present on his face; Beomgyu.

"Miss me?"