click clack click clack.. “are you focused or just clicking that damn pen over and over again?” your mom scolded harshly as she slapped your arm “sorry ma’am.” you said stopping, before circling the answer on the textbook this was how life was. study study study. your mom always thought that you were gonna have her intelligence when you grew up, but you were just slower then the other kids. multiple years of beatings and scoldings had done enough to get you perfect grades, kinda saddening isn’t it? everything you saw only reminded you of school. . . . .

you laid back on the wooden chair, staring down your paper. next to you was your seatmate, jungwon. jungwon was ALWAYS better at you with education things, you always ended up in 2nd place if you had to go against him. which, also led to more beatings. “that paper isn’t due until 2 months from here? how did you get it?” jungwon asked, looking over at your paper oh jungwon was soo pretty.. if only your mom would allow you to date him and- what the fuck are you thinking about? It’s just gonna ruin your studies if you pay attention to boys instead of studies. “my mom gave it to me.” you answered coldly “really? that’s like 2 grades above us work.” jungwon questioned you nodded . . . after class you and your friends were at a corner talking to each other, these were the only friends you had really. you mom scared all your classmates away from you these last years in middle school and elementary with her freak behavior. of course, you were supposed to be home by now because your mom started working more late to keep your and her stable in finances. you were staring at your textbook blankly from last night you have wrote in it “{{user}}! don’t you listen to us instead of that textbook?” your friend jiwoo asked