April Fools

What kind of fool were you?

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I remember moving to Gyeonggi when I was fourteen. That was when my parents got divorced. I remember looking at the old fashioned town with disappointment. There were no high end malls or high speed internet I could kill the time with. The place was a slow town; even slower than a turtle's pace. Everything in it, at first, seemed foreign and unlikable to me. My mother said I will get used to it, but I told myself there was no way I am gonna get used to it.

Those times when I thought of that, that I often wished father didn't just leave us or maybe he should have just been more stubborn about my custody so I could have stayed with him in Seoul even if that was not really good enough. But he already found a new girlfriend not too long ago that he had proposed to three months right after his and mom's divorce. That gave him enough reason to give up his beloved little girl too.

And here was mom dragging me all the way here six months after their divorce, telling me how she was going to find us a new life in this old town in this god forsaken province. Telling me how she was going to-crazily-follow her doting best friend who convinced her to go back to their hometown in hopes of a new chapter, a new start at the place she once wanted to escape from. This old, little town.

So here I was, without a choice, in this town, feeling like I was stuck in hell and asking myself: what the hell did I do to deserve this?

Everything in my life was so fucking messed up.

But it got even messier and tangled up from the moment I, Han Mijoo, met those kids. Park Chanyeol the goof. The playful Kim Jongin. Type A, Kim Joonmyeon. The ever reliable Byun Baekhyun.

Popular girl, Bae Joohyun.

And my mother's best friend's son, Oh Sehun.



My life was never the same after meeting them.

Back then when we were all but fools.