what I will never be able to tell you
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mamá
"It's time to get up," I heard before the curtains covering my window were pulled aside.

Yo
—I don't want to, I hate going to school— I hated going to school, I hated my classmates and the people who claimed to be my friends.

mamá
—Come on, darling, this will be your last year. After the holidays I'll transfer you to another school, you just have to wait— she was right, just once.

Yo
I got out of bed and my mother left my room, smiling at me. Just a little longer and this hell will be over.

Yo
I entered the kitchen already wearing my terrible uniform and carrying my enormous backpack; my mother and my two older brothers were at the table.

HM1:
How have you been, little flea? — I ask, smiling, that nickname again

Yo
How did you expect me to be? It seemed like my parents' divorce only affected me. "Everything's been fine," I replied, forcing a smile.

My brother got up from the table and went to a briefcase (a bit large) that was next to the armchair.

HM1:
"It's a gift for you. This month has been great at work, I know you'll like it a lot," she told me.

I opened the gift under everyone's watchful eyes and when I saw it I couldn't believe it, the pink color, the white lines and letters.

The BTS album was visible in the box, —am I dreaming?— I asked

mamá
No, it's not a dream. Your brothers and I know you're not doing well with the divorce, so I decided we'd move closer.

mamá
from your brothers, so we can be closer together, like before, so we can pay more attention to you.

HM1:
We also decided to take you to a psychologist so they can help you. We won't let anything bad happen to you. Right now, Mom and I are going to...

HM1:
Go see the new house, you'll have plenty of space to put all your BTS stuff.

HM2
You might be a very grumpy person when it comes to BTS, but if that makes you happy even when nothing is going right for you, then we're happy for you.

Yo
"Do I have to go to school?" I asked.

mamá
For now, yes, we can't allow you to be absent, but if anything bothers you, just let us know.

I was in front of the school once again, my classmates greeted me (something unusual for them) and I went inside the school.

I was just hoping that this time they would get tired of bothering me.