Chapter 15

*Miyoung's POV*

Lesson has started but Taemin wasn't here yet. Late again?

"YAH Lee Taemin, everyday late. Why not you stop schooling?" Ms Kim screamed as Taemin walked into the class lazily.

"Why don't you just ignore me and continue with your lesson? Don't you think that everyday nagging at me is a bother? Why can't you give me a day that's without you screaming at me as I enter the class?" He said as he sat down beside me, his manly voice echoed throughout the class.

"Is this your way of talking to your teachers?" Ms Kim get more annoyed.

"Is this the way you talk to your student by asking them to stop schooling?" Taemin smirked back at her.

"You..." Ha, Ms Kim have nothing more to say, she continued her lessons.

"Yah, why are you so late again?" I whispered to him when Ms Kim wasn't looking.

He turned to look at me,

"Just now..."

"Yah, why is your face hurt again!" I cupped his face without him finish talking.

*Taemin's POV*

Again. She noticed it again.

"Yah, what happened?.." She had worried sound in her voice.

"Nothing serious. Don't worry." I touched her cheek.

"Tell me, I want to know." She's still cupping my face, 'examining' the wound that the punch caused.

"I tell you after lesson okay. Pay attention to class now." I hit her head playfully and took her hands off me. Although I told her to pay attention, but my mind was already dozing off.

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"Taemin." A women squatted down before me and ruffle my hair.

"Omma is going off now." She stood back up.

"Omma, don't go. Taeminnie wants you." I hugged onto her leg but she harshly pushed me away.

"Don't follow me, or else you will be a burden to me. Would you want that to happen? Taeminnie."

"Omma..." My tears start to fall.
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"Yah Taemin." A warm hand touched me.

"Don't touch me." I slapped Miyoung's hand off, my mood was ruined now. Ruined by the the dream that haunts me for whole 10 years.

"Taemin... What's wrong?" Miyoung looked surprised to the action I did, sigh.

"Nothing..." I held my head, it's hurting. Thanks to that bastard Lee joon which reminds me of Park Hyojin. A name I would never want to hear again.

"Oh... Want to go out today? I asked Oppa and he said..."

"Sorry but I'm heading home." I grabbed my bag and left, leaving her behind.

"Hey Tae..." Key hyung and Jonghyun hyung came in, but I just passed by them.

*Miyoung's POV*

What's wrong with him?

"Hey Tae..." Key oppa and the blonde hair fringe guy came in, but Taemin just simple walked passed them.

"What's wrong with him?" Key oppa sat down beside me.

"Did you asked anything about his Omma?" The blond hair fringe guy, named Jonghyun asked.

Huh? Omma? I shook my head.

"He will be like that when he's reminded of his Omma. So... Don't take it to mind." Key oppa ruffled my hair.

"Miyoung, we have something to tell you." He said.