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When Cho Kyuhyun turned sixteen, he told his father that he will go to Seoul for his college education.
Now, Kyuhyun did not live far away from Seoul. He was, in fact, from Seoul. What he meant was that he wanted to go to that part of Seoul where people ride public transportation and eat fishcake at food stalls and mingle with middle-class people in their middle-class apartments because he is just so tired of limos and fine dining and stuck-up chaebols in their elitist mansions.
His father said he still had two years to think about it.
Kyuhyun thought his father sounded very much like a headmaster when he said that. Which his father really is. But he kind of hoped that his father will talk to him as a son.
It's not like he hated the rich life. It will be hypocritical of him to say that. He loved most of the things that came along with it, to be honest. But studying in a school that his family owned for basically all his life is so...boring.
Unchallenging. Uninspiring. It's like dying a slow death.
His father said to stop overreacting or he would never set foot at that part of Seoul where he can do middle-class things.
Which made Kyuhyun very, extremely, over-the-top happy and he didn't care if he was overreacting about that, because his father had that look in his eyes that is more fatherly than headmaster-ly and he was thisclose to hugging him but no one really needed to know about that.
When it was finally time for Kyuhyun to go, his driver said that he'll send him off. His father had headmaster duties at the academy, his mother had a meeting with the board members at her art school and his sister had professional violin stuff. It's not like he's going to the military, they said. He's still, technically, at Seoul.
He told his driver no need to send him off. Everyone is born alone, everyone dies alone. His driver had, at least, the decency to drop him off at his assigned dormitory.
But, oh, how Kyuhyun struggled with his suitcases. This is what middle-class things are about? Challenge accepted. But, he will be doing it one suitcase at a time.
So when he finally reached his room, which he was sure he was going to share with someone (hopefully not a chaebol like him), he was surprised and may or may not have been slightly touched with his father's actions.
Because only a father as thoughtful as his would hire some sort of a bellboy/room service/butler (ish) to make up for his absence at his son's supposedly college send-off.
Kyuhyun thought it was actually a little embarrassing, because what if his roommate arrives and sees someone carrying his suitcases for him? He really didn't want to disclose his whole chaebol background. That was, after all, the whole point of studying here.
So he might have been a little bossy when he ordered the other guy to get his suitcases, but that was just because he wanted him to leave before his roommate arrives. And besides, a job's a job. The guy must've been used to bossy rich kids like him.
"Are you gonna throw a glass of water in my face now? Didn't know I signed up for a crappy makjang with the evil chaebol heir as my roommate."
Or not.