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YOON'S POV :
"Late, again, miss Choi" my homeroom teacher gave me a disappointed look as I leaned against the door frame, waiting for her to finish her scolding, "your brother was so well behaved, why are you like this?"
"Oh for fu-"
"Watch your language!" 
"God, why is everyone starting to sound like my parents now.." I said under my breath.
"You have an appointment at the counselling office."
I paused.
Those three words just make me want to die
"What?" 

Then as I got to the end of the hallway, another member of staff stopped me and dragged me to the anger management room, despite all of my screaming.
I slumped into the chair at the waiting room.
"What's your name sweetheart?" A lady asked me, like she didn't already know me.
"Choi Yoon." I mutter.
"Ah, okay, Choi Yoon, please follow me this way." I then followed her into one of the anger management rooms.
"Do you know why you are here today?" She asked me as I sat in the desk infront of her
"Because I almost cussed out at a teacher?" 
"I guess that adds to it, but your parents have signed you up, were you aware of this?"
"What? No." 
"I see, you weren't aware?"
"No??"
"We're going to put you on a trial for our sessions, we will be taking you out of every english lesson to do this."
"no! I can't do English lessons." I cried, literally the one lesson they had to pick
"Why not?"
"I'm teaching the Japanese transfer Korean, during some English lessons." I explained, half yelling while standing up from my seat.
"Oh I see, you are the Japanese transfer guide?" 
"Yeah, so can we pick another lesson? Or I'm not showing up." 
"Is Biology okay?"
"That's fine."
"Moving on, your parents have described your anger symptoms as: screaming/yelling, kicking and throwing items, swearing, storming out of the house, and refusal to talk. Is that correct?"
"Remove the kicking and throwing items, I'm not 4 years old." I scoffed.
"Alright, are you okay with doing these trials?" 
"No, I'm not, but I'll attend because if I don't I'll get kicked out my house."
She started to write something down
"You can leave now, do you need me to escort you out-?"
"I know where it is, thanks. I know this place like the back of my hand." 
Why the fuck would get sign me up without saying anything?

I slid open the door, sliding the note of absence on my teacher's desk as I walked past. I chucked out my books and just laid my head on the desk.
When it was discussion time, my friends turned around to me.
"You alright, Yoon?" Eunji stroked my head.
"Do you think I am? My parents signed me up to, what I'd assume is anger management therapy again- with me knowing." I mumbled
"What is up with your family and doing things without your consent?" Hayun said in a frustrated tone, I wish I knew too.
"Didn't you have it last year too? Which lesson are you taken out of?" Chae asked.
"Yeah, I did. Because I beat the shit out of that guy in class 2. I'm being taken out of biology now."
"It will get better Yoon, don't worry." 
"If I'm there for another 6 months I'm gonna go insane." 
"You have us! Do you wanna stay over at mine?" Eunji patted my shoulder.
"Absolutely. I refuse to go home." 
"Alright, girls sleepover?"
"Yeah!"