BE MY GIRLFRIEND PLEASE
Vichy (2)

When I got accepted into elementary school, my mother soon followed and sold at my school. So that when the break arrives I can help mom. But of course mom did not let me help her, and instead gave me a small portion to enjoy in the break.

When I was in my sophomore year of elementary school, I heard that my father had remarried to a woman who he said was more dignified than my mother. I found out when I heard Mom was on the phone.

In my heart, if the woman was married and had children, the child would be treated badly by the father as the father treated me with the mother.

But I was wrong, after 7 years later, they instead became a harmonious family. The boy attended an elite primary school that was very well known in this city. Seeing her every day was picked up by a private driver, and even sometimes he was also picked up by his father.

While I...

I even went to a cheap school run by the state. Let alone being picked up by dad, dinner with dad was once countable, mother only picked me up first and we went home together on the city bus.

I really feel unfair, until my chest feels tight. I was wrong, it was better to live with my mother but I foolishly traced the life of my father now.

If you really want to always live easy in a rich family, why pretentious to choose a mother once, and live hard with mother. After destroying his mother's life, now he even returned to his wealthy family and lived in harmony as if nothing had happened. While we're here, just stay in a simple boarding room, which is a lot of his cockroaches.

The father's family is indeed rich, and again after I found out that the father married the woman to unite both the grandmother's family business and the new wife's family.

Life was really unfair, knowing it was all at my age of just 15 back then, it felt really stifling.

But I am grateful, even though a simple life with my mother at least I can be loved and loved by the mother and mother who played my father.

A year after that I graduated from junior school and went on to senior school. High school actually. There is also the mother selling, this time the mother selling kimbab, so that when lunch arrived I did not need to spend money while to the cafeteria, and chose to enjoy the kimbab mother only. Mom always followed me to sell wherever I went to school.

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I don't feel like I'm 16 years old, and of course my mom is celebrating my birthday with a kimbab shaped like a cake. I laugh when I remember that once in a while. But even though time had long since passed, I kept being shadowed by my new family. Moreover, imagine his son who is now definitely 8 years old.

Sure enough, his son was already that old. Although I no longer monitor my father's family directly, I now monitor them on social media. It turned out that dad's new son had a birthday 3 days before my birthday.

In one of the posts that I thought belonged to my new wife, I saw them celebrating their son's birthday so lavishly, in previous years too.

Lately I have been a little active on social media, because he said if we have a lot of followers then we can make money. If I could make money, of course, this would be very good and could ease my mother's burden a little.

And with that little struggle of mine, my original purpose came to me. Now some local brands are asking me to broadcast their products for me to upload on my social media account. And little by little my hard work can help mom.

That's why we can live in a studio apartment right now. Well, even though it is small and only one room at least this is much better than the boarding room that many cockroaches.

Because it is getting famous, making my friends from the familiar to those who pretend to be familiar directly stick like flies to me. It makes me pretty serious.

In school I was not a smart child, but also not stupid because if needed I would still learn. Not just social media.

...

After entering the 11th grade, more precisely at the age of 17 years, I have, instead of elevating myself, but I really have become more famous in cyberspace because of my ability to mix styles to make it look more attractive. Even some of my viral videos, making a new style in reality to be an example and many followed by teenagers my age.

Life is easy, I thought.

But it seems like the universe doesn't allow me to live life as easily as I thought it would. Just a moment I lived the story in the 11th grade, I just had to be expelled.

Got kicked out because there's a crazy guy from social class 11.4 who's crazy about me. I had refused any number of times instead of realizing he was actually making a commotion, a commotion to make the art teacher that day hurt in his head.

How not, the crazy man recklessly hit the back of the teacher's head with an iron chair for trying to forbid him from bothering me. Not only that, after being taken out of school I also had to pay for the medical expenses of the art teacher because of course the man from the social class who was not responsible was running away.

Before being legally expelled from school, my mother had appealed so that I did not receive such fatal consequences. Because after all I am a victim of violence, not a perpetrator. But still the mother's complaint was not well received. Because of his results I am not a victim but a person who is also involved in violence against teachers.

I was expelled from school, my mother was also forbidden to open a booth in the school cafeteria facility. I was a little desperate that day. But that doesn't keep me at a constant low.

Lov (Levicha pov)

"Then, why did you get accepted to the school that is now, I heard that EINSTEIN & ROBERT SCHOOL did not accept students who came out right" said alfin after hearing a little fragment of the story from cha.

Cha who received the question immediately smiled mischievously because he managed to make his friends were waiting for the next story. With the cunning cha that makes his friends wait.

"No, that's what I'm telling you next time. Now that you can go home, it looks like the rain has broken" reply cha who has absolutely no intention to overcome the curiosity of alfin.