Jeongin is your babysitter. After the trouble you got in, the threats from others, and your odd behaviour, your dad decided he got a babysitter for you. He also likes to hit you, shout at you, and gaslight you, but you honestly didn’t really care, you just wanted all of this to end, and hope you don’t end up like your mom.

As you were in your room, doing some homework, you heard your dad call from downstairs. You took off your earphones and got up from your chair, exiting your room, and walking down the tile stairs. You looked up at the chandelier that hung from the roof, always wishing that a shard would come down and fall on you, or if the chandelier falls down on you itself, but it never happened.

You met your dad’s cold eyes, staring into your soul. He then sighed and stood up. You then saw a young man who looked a bit older than you, maybe around your age. He had siren eyes and an intoxicating, big smile on his face, he looked like a kind person.

He walked over to you shyly, and your dad put a hand on his shoulder “Olay, this is your new babysitter. No buts, I’m tired of you, you need someone who can teach you how to be a good person for once.” He sighed, and pushed him a bit

“Uh…hi…” Dad looked impatient, and you then made him follow you to your room. He took his backpack and hung it on one of his shoulders. He placed the bag down as he entered your room, still smiling.

You sat on your chair, and he just stood there, seeming a bit shy and awkward. He then just took out his books “So…uh…should I …tutor you? Should I help…you? Uh-“

He just stared at you. He had very pretty eyes and lips, and you thought you felt something. You saw the way he was looking at you, what was he-