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jungkook sighed.

he couldn't believe he was going to be attending a boarding school.

a christian boarding school at that.

he had so many friends at his current school that he was at already.

now he was going to leave all of that.

he was going to leave all of that for a new school.

a rusty, old, disgusting new school.

where probably no one will like him and he'll be the laughing stock of the century.

he had no choice though.

his parents were set on sending him to a "sensible, practical school".

he cringed at the exact words said by his mother earlier.

why is this happening to him?

what did he ever do to deserve to get this cruel punishment?

he didn't know.

not in the fucking slightest.

so here he was in his bedroom, tucking his knees to his chest whilst laying on his side, with a look of pure concern on his face.

the door suddenly emitted a rhythm, twice, once, twice.

his father.

they made up a little knocking code when he was young.

each thump stood for a syllable in the words, hello? are you there?

he sat up grunting.

"you can come in, dad."

his father chuckled and opened the door, "how'd you know it was me?"

"you've been using that signature knock since i was five." he answered.

"true." his father smiled. "is there anything bothering you, jungkook?"

he scoffed at this question, "what do you think, appa?" using the korean term instead of english.

"i sense your disappointment, jungkook." he placed a comforting hand on his thigh. "but you have to do what your mother says."

"i know, but why does it have to be there?" he complained, frowning.

"well, we think it'd be best for you." his father answered.

"but i'll be leaving everything back here. my home, my parents, my friends, even that little dog down the street that always pees when he sees me. everything." he looked down at his lap.

"i know, jungkook-ah, but think of all of the things that you're going to experience at your new school. you'll get some new friends, i'm sure you'll meet some girls, and you can always come back home when you need to, it's only a couple miles from our house." he reassured him.

"what if i don't like the girls? what if they don't like me? what if no one likes me?" jungkook worries.

"now don't say that, i know for a fact that whenever you meet someone you brighten up their day." his dad puts a hand on his back.

"and how do you know that?" he pouts.

"because you brighten up mine." his father smiles, which makes jungkook giggle and he pinches his cheeks.

"that's so old, dad." jungkook makes a face.

"yeah, yeah, are you feeling better now or not?" he points a finger at him.

jungkook smirks, "a little."

"good, now come out when you're ready for dinner." his father smiles and gets up to kiss his forehead, and closes the door behind him.

jungkook sighs and lays down on his back, propping his head in his arms.

"what have i gotten myself into?"

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This is the first chapter of this book.

I hope you didn't cringe too much.

Love you~