twenty two

                                    

                                          
Chapter 22


                          
"Wake up my dear brother.." Taeyong said, opening the curtains inside his room.


                          
Mark immediately opened his eyes and stretched his arms and legs. "Morning, hyung!!" 


                          
His brother laughed, "You seem energetic today?"


                          
"Well I've got no work today, I could spend time with her!!!" He said happily.


                          
"O-Oh... that, okay... happy for you, bro." He forced a smile.


                          
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A day with out Eunmi seemed bearable, well, for those who knew. As for Mark, he kept on asking where she is, but the others were too quick to divert the topic.


                          
Eunmi, on the other hand, wasn't used to her old school, even if it's where she came from.


                          
She sighed and look at herself at the mirror, pulling her necktie in disgust. "Is this even a uniform?"


                          
She suddenly remembered the day in which she asked herself the same question— her first day to study at Seoul.


                          
"Come downstairs already, I'll drive you to school." Her dad knocked.


                          
"Okay..." She sighed and picked her bag and phone up.


                          
She opened her phone and looked at her wallpaper. "I miss you Minhyungie..." She sighed and went downstairs.


                          
"Are you okay? You look down..." Her mom asked her.


                          
"I'm fine.. just not used to see myself in this uniform." She forced a laugh.


                          
"Don't laugh, sweetie... I know you're hurting..." She sighed. "You can't always force yourself to be happy..." 


                          
She chuckled, "Kun-oppa also said that..." She looked down.


                          
She suddenly remembered the first day she met the group. It was a total mess, everyone was too loud for her liking, but heck, they became very dear to her, and she became dear to them, too.


                          
"Who?" Her mom asked.


                          
"Qian Kun. Our friend." She smiled.


                          
"I see you made a lot of friends back in Seoul." Her mom said.


                          
"I did. Five girls and eighteen boys." She laughed.


                          
"Eighteen boys?! For real?" 


                          
She nodded, "Yeah, they're all our friends. Jaehyun oppa and I's friends."


                          
"Are you the youngest?" 


                          
She shook her head, "Ani... Jisung is the youngest. There are six boys younger than me."


                          
"And you got yourself a boyfriend?" Her mom grinned sheepishly.


                          
"It's sad that you guys call him my boyfriend and yet I left him..." She sighed.


                          
"But is he?"


                          
She shook her head, "N-No..."


                          
"No but your wallpaper is a picture of you hugging and him kissing your forehead?" Her mom placed her hand on her chin. "Interesting...."


                          
"Mom, can you not?" She rolled her eyes. "You're just like Jaehyun."


                          
"Well that's normal because he's my son, and you're my daughter." She laughed. "You love him, don't you?"