[Halilintar's POV]

With wide, exhausted eyes, I sat up from my bed, slowly glancing at my window. 'It's morning already...?' I thought as I let out a heavy sigh.

Not for long, I heard a glass shattered from downstairs, which made me gritted my teeth. Of course, early in the morning, I can already hear my parents' commotion from downstairs. Well, another day, another fight... and another day for school... how flipping exciting.

I grunted, getting up from my bed and grabbed my towel, going straight to my bathroom afterwards. After taking a fresh, warm bath, I changed into my school uniform and brought my bag with me, heading downstairs after for me to eat my breakfast.

Honestly, this is the worst part for me: watching my parents argue over and over again, while eating my cereal as my breakfast. Everytime I'm about to pass my disputing parents, I would either have to dodge every item my Mom's about to throw to my Dad, or find a safe way for me to pass through them just to go to the kitchen.

Welcome to my life, and this has been my routine every morning before heading to school. If you're wondering, I'm fine. I'm completely fine, and I'm used to it. This is my normal life right now.

After taking my breakfast, I took my shoes, put it on and went towards the main door to exit. Grabbing the doorknob, I slightly turned my head, saying, "I'm going now." in my monotonous voice. Hearing no reply from my parents, I sighed, shrugging it off and left the house.

While walking my way to school, I always wonder if I would still live a normal life. Like, every other children, every other teenager. I just want a simple yet comfortable life, is that too much to ask?

I kept on questioning why my life's so unfair. It's just so unfair. I didn't even do anything wrong, did I?

Right now, I just feel... nothing. I don't feel a thing. Everything, just feels so numb. I don't know why, but I just don't feel anything at all, even while my parents are constantly arguing with one another, even when my schoolmates and teachers are terrified of me.

Everyday, people see me with a frown on my face. I easily get irritated, and I can also be harsh in every way. I wanted to apologise for the rude behaviour but, why is it so hard to even say the word 'sorry'?

Is it because I never used it in all my life? Is it because I never forgive anyone? Or maybe, because I'm just too afraid that they'll never accept it?

Snapping out from my thoughts, I finally arrived to my destination: school. I heaved a shaky sigh before entering inside. As expected, there were already some students inside, getting something from their locker.

My rubescent eyes wandered around, and I could already feel my schoolmates' stare at me, in which made me a bit uncomfortable, but I only shrugged them off and headed my way towards my own locker. As I reached the said object, I grabbed some of my notebooks and books from it, closing my locker door afterwards. But by the time I shut it, someone's face was hiding behind it, which made me startled a bit.

"Hi, Halilintar!" That student greeted, with a wide smile plastered on his face.

Meet Duri, the cheerful, talkative, simpleton classmate of mine.

I sighed in exasperation. "What do you want?!" I growled, my teeth clenched angrily.

"Well, you just feel so lonely everyday." He stated, pouting, but later on changed into a determined grin. "But, don't worry, Duri's going to find a way!" He added, before skipping his way to our classroom.

I merely rolled my eyes from his response. "I swear he's just saying that to make me feel better." I muttered, before entering the classroom as well and went to my respective seat.

Well, this is going to be a long day.