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"Happy birthday to you, Christopher," the tall woman stretched the fakest smile across her wrinkle-free face, the buffed man at her side mirroring her gesture with arms folded against his chest. "Are you ready to be gifted with your new privileges?"

Nodding politely and forcing his lips together to prevent the maniacal squeals of excitement begging to be released from his insides, Chan ran a hand over the neat brunette strands on his head before bringing it back at its partner's side on the wooden table, but noticing that his parents had no intention of continuing unless a verbal response was given, he muttered a low, "Yes, mother," before pushing the round glasses up from his nose-bridge.

"Okay, good. But before we outline everything, you should know that we will not hesitate to take them away if you fail to comply with the still-standing rules, or take advantage of them. And, you have to ensure that you still stick to your regular schedule of schoolwork, as you still reside under our roof, thus meaning that we are still over you." The woman sighed after speaking, running a finger over the print of a paper that was laid out before both she and her husband. "Number one, closed doors."

Sighing and nodding at the signal to read out the description, the older male fixed up his own rectangular glasses before speaking; deep, raspy, scarcely heard voice sending few shivers down his son's spine. "You are now allowed to close the door of your bedroom whenever you please, but: Do. Not. Lock. It."

"Number two, walks and social interaction."

"You are now allowed to take walks in spaces within the neighborhood, as well as visit different places such as shops or the park, but, you will be granted this privilege only upon receiving permission from us both, and, you will have a curfew."

"Number three, social media."

Chan's breath hitched as his mother sounded the two last words of her sentence, and he could only attempt to cover up the sudden, slight giddiness in his appearance with a low cough and clearing of his throat. "S-sorry," he mumbled cautiously, eyes nervously trailing down to stare aimlessly at the center of the table. "I just choked on my spit."

Responding with a mere glare and a stiff nod, the woman gestured for her husband to continue performing his duty in their short meeting, signing with the action.

"You are now allowed to open up a social media account. For that, since you have not been raised with such knowledge, if you are truly interested, we will let you know how it is used. But, we will closely monitor everything that goes on with your account, as in what you search and look at, who you converse with, as well as what you post-"

"I don't want one..."

"What?" The couple exclaimed in unison at their son's decline to a seemingly wanted privilege, both their eyes piercing into the boy's forehead. "You don't want social media?"

"No, mother and father. I'm not interested in such application," Chan sighed with his lie, hesitating before locking eyes with them both at intervals. "Thank you for the offer, but I don't want it..."

"Whatever suits you then," the woman shrugged before continuing, lips pursed in a disgustingly authoritative manner. "Anyways, continuing. The final privilege, number four, the opening up of your life to friends. That is, communication people that you share similar interests with."

"You are now allowed to have friends, or companions as some say. But, we are to know every detail about that person, including their backgrounds and family members. Also, you are only allowed to have one female friend of which you are expected to develop a relationship with. We look forward to having grandchildren soon after your wedding," the older man joked with the last sentence, his sophisticated wife boasting the smile of her own eyes as she copied his short laughter.

"Wedding? Grandchildren? But what if I don't like women- I mean, okay. I will do my best to comply with all of the rules added with my new privileges," Chan thinned a smile as he sighed, expression damp and distressed, but too normal for either of his parents to notice that anything was bothering his tired mind. "Thank you mother and father."

"Oh and one more, our apologies. We missed out number five. Honey, go ahead?"

Humming and chuckling at the reminder from his spouse, the man coughed lowly before speaking up, once again fixing up the rectangular frame on his face. "Your phone. You are now allowed to have your phone for an unlimited amount of time. However, this privilege will be withdrawn if you are caught doing any wrong thing on sites that we may have forgotten to block, or using it an unimaginable hours where you are supposed to be asleep."

"Understood. Thank you."

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Lee Yongbok
sunshinelix • Instagram
October 3, 10:30 AM

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happy birthday channie <3

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finally 18 today, im so happy for
you!!

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i hope that rules have lessened for
you today :/

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and i would send you a voice note
singing happy birthday like u did for
me but i don't really like my voice ;-;

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but yeahh, i hope you have a good day
today channie, and i hope that your
new age means that we can meet soon
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Thank you Felix!

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And yes I got a lot of new privileges !! :)

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Also, please send the voice message :/ I'm
sure that your voice is beautiful. Please
don't be scared of me, but then again, don't
be pressured by my efforts of persuasion.

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ohh nice. what new privileges did
u get?

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i dont wanna send the vn ;-; but ill
think about it lol

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Okay don't feel pressured!

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Well, I can close my door now. And I can
go on walks and such. I CAN LEAVE MY HOUSE, AND HAVE FRIENDS, WHICH MEANS THAT
WE CAN MEET, FELIX :D

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But... my parents said that they need to
know the person and everything about
them :/

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And, they want me to have one female
friend... and want us to get married... so
that they can have grandchildren...

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married? oh...

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yay im glad we can meet soon, and
they dont have to know about me lol

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but uhm... do u wanna get married?

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I don't want to get married, Felix. And
especially not to a woman :(

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what?

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I've been thinking about it for the past few
weeks, Felix. About the second meaning of
"gay" that you educated me on?

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And I don't know, I guess that since my
first friend is such a sweet boy like yourself,
I can't see myself liking a girl :/

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Like feeling those things that you felt for
Changbin... for a girl.

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whatre you saying?

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I don't know. I'm not sure. I'm conflicted.
And my parents would most definitely kick
me out if I ever brought such a topic up.

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Like it can't be. I can't be sure. I mean, I've
never even had face-to-face social interaction
before, so how do I even know :/

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...

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what exactly are you feeling?

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I don't know. I think I like boys. Because
I think, I don't know. I think I like you.

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But

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But please don't hate me

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Don't grow uncomfortable

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It's maybe nothing

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Forget I sent that, please

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I like you as a friend. Don't grow
uncomfortable please

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I don't know why I said such a
thing... I'm sorry.

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chan?

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... ;-;

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what are you doing next Saturday?

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