||My Midnight Muse|| JJK ||

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Author's POV

It was midnight...and Layla was preparing herself and packing her bag for her first day in her university tomorrow. She was super excited yet nervous.. As it was her first day, and she had no idea who was who.  but she told herself, she is only going there to study nothing else... 

layla's POV

I was packing my books for tomorrow. My first day at Seoul National University... I was quite nervous at first, but I had my Appa by my side. He was the most supportive of me... suddenly I heard my eomma’s voice from downstairs. “Layla, it’s past your bedtime child! When are you going to sleep huh?” As she spoke, I checked the time... Oh no, it was nearly 1 a.m. if I stayed up late, I could never wake up at my alarm. I sighed and responded back “eomma just 5 more minutes, then I'll sleep, promise...” I heard her hum in response ...

I closed the zipper of my bag and went in the bathroom. 

Finishing my night routine , I lay in my bed, thinking about tomorrow. It sure will be awkward as heck. A sigh escapes my mouth, I twist and turn around in my bed, until I eventually fall asleep...

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A loud scream makes my eyes wide awake; I groan as I hear the same voice again. It was my eomma “YAH LAYLA! WAKE UP, YOU’LL BE LATE!” I get out of my bed and reply “eomma I'm up! Please don’t shout”.

Walking towards the bathroom, i freshen up and wear a beige abaya with a white hijab and white hijab cap. 

I walk down the stairs, sitting on the dining table while yawning and saying “Asalm alaikum Appa and eomma” my appa reply back while saying “Walaikum Aslam my night.” i chuckle as he called me ‘my night’. My name means night... So that's what he usually calls me.

My eomma spoke dramatically “ugh. Look at this father and daughter huh. Yah Mr.Ali. You never called me that huh.” i chuckled at her comment while my appa replied “oh my love , you’re my happiness and so is she hmm”

as i looked at my eomma , i replied “eomma no need to be jealous, because of you we are living happily , right Ms Ayesha? Or should i call you Mrs. Ali?”  A smirk appeared on my lips seeing her blush as she spoke while looking away “Layla do some shame child. You are getting bold day by day” as soon as she said that Appa spoke “aw come on. She is just joking around, nothing too serious my queen”

eomma rolled her eyes and served us breakfast, her food was always the best, no argument. As i took a bite i made a sound to express how delicious the food is but suddenly i groaned as i felt a light stinging pain on my head,
i turned towards my eomma, she had anger written all over her face, i responded “what?”. She sighed and said “yah you forgot to recite your dua before eating” i made a ‘OH’ face and smiled awkwardly before reciting the dua;

بِسْمِ اللهِّ وَعَلَى بَرَكَةِ اللةَّ

In English:
Bismillah wa ala barakatillah.

Translation:
In the name of Allah and with. the Blessings of Allah I begin

While eating, I randomly checked my phone, seeing the time my eyes almost popped out. It was almost 9 a.m. AND today was the first day so I could NOT be late.