4

Yeonjun watched as the young boy ran down the street and into the school grounds. He couldn't help but think that he was cute and quite shy. 

"He's a weird kid"... He muttered, turning and walking down the street. He grabbed a packet of cigarettes' from his pocket and lit one as he walked around the town. Hearing his phone start to ring, Yeonjun groaned and grabbed it from his pocket.

"What"? He snapped. 

'Nice way to say hi to your brother huh'.

"Jaemin... What do you want"? 

'Our parents want to have dinner with us. They wanted me to call you'. Yeonjun scoffed, rolling his eyes. 

"Yeah no way. They aren't my parents. They disowned me. I ain't going to any fucking dinner with them", he grumbled. 

'You kinda don't have a choice. Come by my place tonight. I'll drive us there'. Jaemin then hung up the phone and Yeonjun tightened his grip on his phone. 

"Fuck you Jaemin"... he grumbled, entering a small building and slammed the door shut. 

"What's gotten into you"? Soobin asked. 

"Fucking Jaemin has me going to dinner with him and our parents. They disowned me! I don't need to go to some fucking dumb dinner"! Yeonjun shouted. Soobin jumped at his tone. 

"Don't yell. Don't go if you don't want to". 

"I have to go. Jaemin's making me"... Yeonjun slumped down into the chair and sighed, running his fingers through his hair. 

"Just go and see what they want then leave. You don't need to stay. They can't control you anymore". The older looked up at Soobin and sighed. 

"I guess. I'll go and then leave. They can't keep me there". Soobin smiled and sat down as well. Yeonjun leaned back against the lounge and looked up at the ceiling. He hated his parents after everything they did to him. 

They were the reason his life was now shit. He had no job, no money. He lived as a druggy and alcoholic because of how his life was like with his parents. So seeing them was the last thing he needed.