"I told you!! I'm not going to school!"
The pillow flew to the door which was immediately closed by Nam-Jun; one of the house butlers.
"But Young Master, you have to go to school" the man behind the door replied
Yang just grit his teeth and clenched his fist "I don't like! I told you to tell the professors that I am sick!' his eyes we're bawling out with his heavy breathing.
AUTHOR: Hey! Can you please calm down? You're exaggerating too much
{I told them I'm not going to school! Such a persistent people}
AUTHOR: I understand your situation but isn't enough?
{Damn! I don't even know why Im like this, I'm so irritated}
AUTHOR: It's because of your heat, that's why you're so short-tempered right now, Well you need to endure it so goodluck
