"WELL YOU know what?! I don't like being here either!" Nineteen-year-old Yixing's final words slip into the Zhang household just before an angry woman slams the door, leaving the more than vexed teen standing out in the rain like a homeless person.
Well, not like a homeless person. A homeless person; because he is now exiled for at least the next twenty-four hours until the crone of his mother reluctantly lets him back in the house.
As an almost-graduated individual living smack-dab in the heart of Korea, Yixing was expected to have his whole future planned out, juggling scholarships and job offers like it was nothing. But that's just not him. Yixing happens to reside in the only-learns-what-he-wants part of the student population.
But no, he's not stupid.
