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"Is everyone here?" Jeonghan screamed slightly, his eyes scanning through the crowd of children. He counted quickly, hyperaware of the time they'd have left to leave the house. "No! We're missing Channie!" Soonyoung yelled from the couch. "Chan! Get down here!" Jeonghan collected his things, his eyes glancing down quickly at his wrist watch. "Come on guys, to the car!" He started gently pushing the children towards the driveway, "Channie! Come on or we're going to be late!" An eight year old boy comes running down the stairs, a wide fake smile on his lips. "Sorry, I'm here!" Jeonghan nodded, his nerves lessening slightly at the final child. He ushered the eight year old out of the door, glad everyone was okay. What he didn't know was that Chan spent most of his time criticizing himself on the type of shirt he was wearing, his mind never really settling for one every shirt always looking bad on him. - Though Choi Chan came from a rich family, with ten older brothers and two male fathers people would think his life was full of happiness and luxury but covers were really only for show.
chapter one
