Chapter 10: Seunghoon’s Life (3)
Couldn't bear the silence, Seunghoon ate his late lunch quickly.
The food, though it was delicious, felt heavy in his mouth. He barely chewed through his last bite before placing the bowl in the sink, rinsing it quickly under cold water and soap.
Throughout, his parents said nothing. His mother didn't glance back at him while his father simply turned another page.
Sunghoon silently sighed. He decided that staying there would be pointless for now. So instead of wasting time, he went back to his room.
That was the only time that Seunghoon saw his room more closely and with focus.
His room wasn't small, but it also wasn't big. It was just enough for him.
To his right stood a single bed pressed against the wall, the navy sheets were crumpled and unmade. In the middle of the room was his desk, the true heart of his space.
On top of his desk sat 2 monitors that glowed faintly in sleep mode. One screen was horizontally inclined, while the other was vertically inclined. Below the desk was his tower case, which had flickering RGB fans.
Wires snaked across the table and trailed behind the desk, a chaotic tangle only he understood.
His mechanical keyboard was also worn, while his mouse sat on the side, the mousepad underneath had already frayed near the corners.
To the left of the desk sat a narrow bookshelf. It was filled with books: histories, philosophy, English, and math. Anything you could think of. They used to be used every day, but now, they just sat there, left untouched for months.