I woke up in the morning feeling headache as a result of a lack of adequate sleep. I had to stay up all night to plan on how to execute my plans as advised by Becky. I need to set the record straight on whatever impressions he had labeled me or made me doubt my personalities
"I hate such complexity, I am competently okay so who the heck is he to call me clumsy"... Since I wake-up early today I took my time to bath and dress up for school.
I got cladded in my black sleeveless jumpsuit with a black Jacket, did some finishing touches on my face and hair, grab my bag heading down the bus station.
Once the bus dropped I walked straight to my office to my office.
Apart from my social life, I can also be pretty dangerous especially when angry. So maintaining a straight face is part of my plans.
Only Yejin understands my mood and she runs along with it walking behind me as she crosses her hand around my neck stroking me with her fingers tips it has been her nature, I turn and smile at her still picking and putting my books in my drawer.
Today is Monday so the students will be having their first test, I hurried to the class.
Once I was done with class I headed back to my office, this particular day was a rollercoaster each staff was required to complete all necessary topics before the weekend cause the summer holiday is near, these includes submitting all the required mail, marking and updating the students' previous test, checking up their academic data and getting them ready for their upcoming competition.
I settle down quickly on my desk surfing and cross-checking my emails and document, my lesson notes is never a problem. It's always ready anytime any day and for the dance, I heavy a swish as I thought about them.
I need to visit them after school and since it's now official to visit anytime. I was so busy that I didn't even notice who is not around the office.
The Office was busy as anything, my Staff paced up and down with the file making everywhere look like a market square after what seemed like an hour I round off my work and headed towards the practice room.
Like the president that I wasn't, I stepped inside the room, the students were dancing ad usual with Hoseok and Jimin paying proper attention and I love how the energy is going.
It gives out room to understand what they are doing and also able to ask questions if there is a need, I noticed each time there is a mistake in any choreography, Hoseok or Jimin take time to give a detailed explanation coupled with a simple dance to clear the student's curiosity.
"Now we are acting like professionals" I muttered moving to the table to have my seat, my initial plan today was to skip this rehearsal but I remember promising Jimin to tag along, in fact, I was working hard to 'wow' him with my adaptability skills and to prove Hoseok wrong for calling me Clumsy.
I did not study for five years at the University just to be called"Clumsy and disappointed".
I don't know why I phrased out those words maybe because it hurt or maybe I wasn't expecting to hear it from anyone not even him.
I reminisce about my University days, it was hectic and also worth it, I made friends with many like-minded students within and outside my faculty. Trying hard to fit in with different students some from a very wealthy family ten times richer than us.
Our family wealth is just modest since we are not among the first-class wealthy families using middle class is okay since we don't lack anything cause our mother and father always provide and make sure everything is in place.
Our fees are always paid on time including our upkeep which makes me not lack in anything also my personality and work ethic cover up making me fit to mingle with the higher class not even to mention my intelligence and academic prowess which attract both equally brilliant students.
I enjoyed all the attention I was getting back then in school even at home, I always top my class.
Skipping class is a big NO for me and I equally know how to separate fun and studies. Back then I have many handsome friends all looking for a way to be intimate but I cut every one of them off, they sometimes described me as being bossy or sassy but that doesn't bother me by the way I was my youthful age, the world still has a lot for me to enjoyed for now it my path I am setting.
I finished school early and as an inquisitive child I want to explore more, I want to make new friends, and understand different ways of life and beliefs and South Korea was perfectly my dream.
I have watched countless Kdrama and listened to countless Kpop, I admire every beauty of it and since Becky was fortunate to be doing her modeling gig here, I decide to move in with her.
The Day I told my parents of my decision of joining Becky. Mother and Father were up not happy cause according to Father he has already planned my move to Canada to pursue my master's, with much pleading from me and mother coupled with thousand-night calls from Becky and some of my Uncles, Father was able to accept my decision.
My first year here was hard cause my only means of living was on Becky and the allowances my father always sends due to his promise of taking care of me till I turn Twenty-five no doubt I am Daddy's girl.
The day I was traveling Father woke me around 3:30 am that kind of an odd hour, I know it must be something important when he called me by my full name ISABELLA.
Never had he called me full it is either Dgirl (Daddy Girl) or Bella, so when I hear my name I was shocked.
Daddy holds my hand speaking as if he wants to cry something that mummy should be doing, their tones break my heart and I have to cry watching how Mother breaks down, my heart hurts.
I understand their pain imagine sending your two daughters to a faraway country. I hugged them tightly promising to be the best I can and my mother emphasis about my bossy and sassy attitude, for which she always blame Daddy for being the one who spoil me.
Some call me a spoilt child due to the way I carried myself but neither of those I allowed to phase me as long as I still received lots of attention and love even at that so, that is not an issue.