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"[color=#EC9054]That's one way to start a morning.[/color]"
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[sub]Park Manor[/sub]
[sub]The following dialogue is all spoken in Korean.[/sub][/center]
[indent][color=#FFD4B9] The sun beamed through the window, the faint sounds of the groundskeeper watering the garden outside could be heard. Jackson shifted his position as he laid face down, the soft fuzzy feeling on his face along with the hardened texture underneath, he must have forgot his pillow again. He scrunched up his face and flipped over and the sun was now hitting his face directly. 

"[color=lightblue]Hey... Jeong-hae... [/color]" A voice called out followed by multiple hits upon his back, the hits seemed to be lazy and as tired as Jackson. Jackson stretched his arms out and heard soft a [i]thunk![/i] above his head. He slowly opened his eyes to see an empty bottle of soju resting on it's side upon the fuzzy surface. His eyes squinted now realising where he was but he did not seem to act on it until the same voice spoke once again, "[color=lightblue]It's a monday, Jeong-hae.[/color]" Jackson's eyes shot open and he immediately pushed himself to sit up. He rubbed the back of his neck and looked around the room, he was in Heather's room who also looked to be hung over, and Stephanie was fully arched back on the couch in the same room. They really should not have drank the night before.

"[color=#EC9054][i](informal)[/i] Dad is going to kill me, sister![/color]" Jackson exclaimed as she scrambled to his feet, he only had one bottle of it but he is such a lightweight that that is all it takes. 

"[color=lightblue]Hey! Why you being so loud and informal?![/color]" Exclaimed Heather giving him a smack at the back of the head, "[color=lightblue]I'll go with you.[/color]" Heather then looked Jackson up and down before a knock on the door was heard. "[color=lightblue]Come in![/color]" Heather called out, a well-groomed man in his early 40's entered the room in service uniform. 

"[color=gold]I called earlier but you lot seemed to have been asleep, your father has been waiting at the table for all of you for breakfast, especially you master Jeong-hae.[/color]" Said the man, his hands elegantly behind him.

"[color=#EC9054]I'm heading down now Hyeong-in, thank you.[/color]" Jackson replied, the man then bowed and left the room. Jackson then looked at Heather then at Stephanie, "[color=#EC9054]Good luck to her I guess.[/color]" Jackson stated before fixing his hair and walking to the door. He beckoned Heather to come close since they were going down together; they were a mess, wrinkled pajamas, messed up hair, and both reeking of alcohol. Neither of them could even remember why they were drinking last night. They clumsily made their way down the grand staircase and towards the dining hall. The sight of their father at the end of the table was unsettling, Heather felt her heart drop, and Jackson knew this was going to be hell. Their father turned his head towards the two and the two immediately stood straight like they were in the military and was being yelled at their commanding officer.

"[color=ed1c24]36 minutes later for breakfast, now that's a new record.[/color]" Said the man, his intimidating presence made the air feel thick, he then gestured to their places on the table, "[color=ed1c24]Sit and eat, your food is getting cold.[/color]" Jackson and Heather looked at each other with fear in their eyes before going over to sit down. He let Heather sit down but when Jackson was about to sit he called. "[color=ed1c24]Jeong-Hae! Come here.[/color]" His voice boomed in the dining hall and Jackson froze for a second before turning to him and walking towards him. He stood firmly to his side before he asked, "[color=ed1c24]Tell me, how old are you?[/color]" Jackson could not even maintain eye contact, he looked down at his feet and softly answered, "[color=#EC9054]Eighteen...[/color]" his father's head then moved to face him, he was very displeased. "[color=ed1c24]I cannot hear you![/color]" The man yelled. Jackson quaked in his slippers as heather uncomfortably watched from where she was sat, "[color=#EC9054]Eighteen![/color]" Jackson exclaimed. His father then went to take a sip of his coffee before standing up, looking straight at Jackson, "[color=ed1c24]At such a young age, you come here late and reeking of alcohol, this I expect from your Hae-Son but you?[/color]" He asked, Jackson must have not picked up that it was rhetorical because he answered.

"[color=#EC9054]Sir I was just-[/color]" Suddenly he was looking down at the table and there was a searing pain on his left cheek. His father raised his hand again to throw another slap but was stopped by his mother,  "[color=7ea7d8]Stop![/color]" His mother exclaimed, she was dressed and ready for work, thank God she caught them before she left for work, who knows what would have happened? "[color=7ea7d8]Jackson, please go eat you food now.[/color]" She said warmly, giving him a quick smile before pulling his father off to the side to have a talk. Jackson then awkwardly and quietly ate his now room temperature breakfast with Heather.

After they had ate both their parents came back, their father seemed to have calmed down, and their mother said her good byes and gave some embraces to her children before heading off to work. His father looked at Jackson and asked, "[color=ed1c24]Are you being driven or driving to school?[/color]" He asked, Jackson thought for a second before replying, "[color=#EC9054]Driving, sir.[/color]" his father then nodded at him and continued, "[color=ed1c24]Take your Mercedes whenever you go to school, it is a good year for Mercedes.[/color]" Said the man before walking off to the upstairs. Jackson sighed and finished the rest of his food, he did not say a word nor did Heather. Hyeong-in also was kind enough to give them medicine for their headaches.

After eating he made his way back to his room, doing his daily routine of washing himself, skincare routine, and his hygiene. He looked at himself in the mirror, his cheek had gotten red from the slap, there was a distinctive bruise on his abdomen which looked recent and definitely came from his father, also a few bruised spots on his arms which came from rigorous ice skating sessions. He then got dressed in a [url=https://i.pinimg.com/474x/00/a8/60/00a86025213183386270fad399a4916a.jpg]simple outfit[/url] and a long grey coat over everything. He put on his glasses and checked himself on the mirror to see if the outfit had any imperfections. But the glaring problem was the red almost hand shaped mark on his face, Juno would be baby him and he does not need that right now, he put on a little bit of make up to hide it but looking closely at it, it was still there. He gave a quick fake smile at the mirror before fixing his hair a little and heading off. He made sure he had everything he needed before he made his way to the front door.

His [url=https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/2/2e/Mercedes-Benz_SLS_AMG_%28C_197%29_%E2%80%93_Frontansicht_ge%C3%B6ffnet%2C_10._August_2011%2C_D%C3%BCsseldorf.jpg/1280px-Mercedes-Benz_SLS_AMG_%28C_197%29_%E2%80%93_Frontansicht_ge%C3%B6ffnet%2C_10._August_2011%2C_D%C3%BCsseldorf.jpg]silver Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG[/url] was delivered to the driveway by the front door by their personal valet service. Jackson nodded at him before getting in and driving to Rosefell. Jackson was entirely sure how exactly this mixing of Rosefell and Liberty students is going to work but when he looked down at his phone to see the name of his partner: Rico. He had no expectations of this guy, after all, these Rosefell kids are actual walking fish who does not know what is valuable or the difference between up or down. He gripped tightly on the steering wheel before speeding off a bit faster.

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[color=white][sub]Rosefell High
Dialogue is no longer in Korean unless specified.[/sub][/color][/center]
Upon arrival he looked at the sea of people, he honked for people to make some room since people really decided it was okay to block the road. His horn pressing got more aggressive that everybody made sure to steer clear from him. He watched a few people almost get run over, a few motorcycle girls, one of them was definitely Emily, and one of them looked like their Motorcycle was some zombie brought back from the dead or something. He turned into the parking lot, finding himself a parking spot, he stopped the door and opened the gull door, leaving the driver's seat. Some random Rosefell kid walked up to him as soon as he got out of his car saying he really likes his car and thinks it's [i]cool.[/i]

Jackson stared him down and towered over the poor kid, "[color=#EC9054]You like the car? If you scratch it, it is going to cost more than your entire life ever has.[/color]" He said, scaring the kid away, "[color=#EC9054][i](KR)[/i] Idiot...[/color]" He muttered before walking off towards the school. He looked around to try and find Juno, or Emily, or even Christian at this point. He pulled up his phone and started texting Juno to know where she was but before he could text her, he spotted her in the crowd; being tall has it's perks. He moved through the crowd with an aura, people were actively avoiding him, and he definitely appreciated that in a way.

He walked up to her, looming over behind her like some weird demon kid. He blinked a few times before saying, "[color=#EC9054]Hey, Juno-na. [i](Play on 'Noona')[/i][/color]" called out Jackson from beside her, he always enjoyed calling her that even though she is not older. Now he just needed to keep a conversation in a way so that she does not point out the red marking because that would be a real slap on the face if it was called out in public. Jackson did not even notice Emily the first time, he may be an asshole, but he has manners (somewhat) he let out a quick "[color=#EC9054]Oh, Hey Emily.[/color]" followed by a light bow as a sign of respect. He did not know who the rest of the people around the two were so he did not care, nor did he plan to unless they say so. In which case he will show some respect, or not, it is Jackson we are talking about here.

Rosefell already looks like it is going to get crazy fast, good thing Jackson can handle anything, [s]except a perfect salchow[/s].
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