"Min-sun!" 😮
"Dong hyun!" 😄
Chin-sun's knees went weak, and she gripped the door frame for support. "Why are they here?" she wondered, feeling a mix of surprise and confusion.
Chin glared at Dong hyun, seething with anger. How dare he show up after what he had done, nearly assaulting her and Min-sun? The shock of seeing him there left her speechless. Chin-hee, catching on to her sister's expressions, smirked knowingly. Something was definitely up.
"Is that how you greet visitors?" Aunt Jia exclaimed, causing Chin to snap back to reality.
1 "Sorry." She shot a piercing glare at Dong Hyun before making her way to the table and sitting next to her mother. With a hint of sarcasm in her voice, Jia asked,
"Who should help set the table?" Chin-hee, eager to appease her aunt, stepped forward and said, "I will do it." Jia was pleased as Chin-hee satisfied, turned to Chin-sun with a beaming smile.
Breakfast was a quiet affair, with Chin-hae stealing a few glances at Min-sun, Dong-hyun, and his daughter. Everyone in town knew Dong-hyun, notorious for his reckless nature and criminal record. Chin-hae couldn't help but wonder why he was suddenly in their house. The air was filled with intrigue and curiosity.
Dong-hyun caught Chin-hae staring at him and offered a warm smile, sending chills down his spine. As Dong-hyun sipped his tea, he continued to gaze at Chin-hae, who nervously averted his gaze and gulped. Meanwhile, Min-sun observed the exchange, wondering what was going on between them. The tension in the room was palpable
In the bathroom, Chin-sun squeezed toothpaste onto her brush and tasted the sharp mint flavor as she began brushing her teeth. As she brushed, her senses started to fade, and she gradually looked up, locking eyes with her own reflection in the mirror. The moment felt strangely introspective, leaving her lost in thought.
She felt sickened by the mere thought of Dong-hyun - his advances, his voice, everything about him seemed unbearable. The audacity of that bastard to show his face! Before she knew it, angry tears streamed down her face, leaving her feeling weak and vulnerable. If only... if only things were different.
The door swung open abruptly, and a mischievous-looking girl burst into the room. With her unremarkable features and a sly smirk on her face, she asked, "Hey, Sister Chin-sun, what's the matter?"
With a playful lilt in her voice, Chin-hee approached her sister, all smiles. "Sister Chin-sun!" she exclaimed. Chin-sun replied, arms crossed, a smile dancing on her lips. "What do you want?" Chin-hee's smile faded, her voice dripping with hatred and malice. "I want you to suffer."
In a sudden frenzy, Chin-hee slammed her head into the mirror, shattering it and causing a deep cut on her arm. The noise was loud and eerie as the bone and smooth surface collided. Stunned by the unusual noise, Jia and Ji-eun burst into the room, frozen in shock. Chin-hee, amidst her tears, managed to utter, "She...she tried to kill me."
Jia quickly rushed to Chin-hee's side, her voice filled with anger and concern. "Are you out of your mind? You brat, do you want to harm your own sister?"
Jia was fuming in rage, wondering why Chin-sun was behaving this way. This was the seventh attempt to hurt her sister. Ji-eun was stone-faced, turning to Chin-sun with no expression on her face. Chin shook her head as tears ran down her face, indicating that she did not do it. More tears streaked her face as she tried to wipe them away. Chin-hee looked in Chin's direction, a small smirk gradually appeared on her face, knowing that no one would believe her.
Chin-sun descended slowly from the stairs, feeling her face grow warm and wet. Fresh tears ran down her face.
Why was Chin-hee like this? What did she do? Where did she go wrong? Was she a bad sister? Chin wiped her tears and cleaned her glasses. Whatever it was, she was determined to resolve it.
"Chin-sun," Min-sun called with concern in his voice. Chin closed the door of the SUV. He touched her face gently, asking, "Why are you crying?" Chin averted her gaze, unable to meet his eyes.
Min-sun pulled to the edge of the car, before she could react, Min-sun removed her glasses and kissed her passionately.
Their bodies pressed together heatly against the edge of the moving car. Breathing heavily as their lips pressed together. Min-sun could taste their shared breath as their tongues locked in a heated kiss, turning and intertwining.
Min-sun left her breathless. He proceeded to her face, kissing her tears away gradually moving to her neck, sucking and planting hickeys on her neck. Fumbling her clothes, revealing a majestic sight of breasts.
But that was his wishful thinking as his hopes were shattered as Chin-sun revealed her true need for emotional support, not physical intimacy. "My day hasn't been great. How about you?" she messaged on her phone, trying to seek solace in their conversation with an close online friend. The phone beeped, catching the attention of the enigmatic boy with dark blue hair. With his striking features, fair complexion, and an unreadable expression, he shifted his gaze towards it, curious about the message that awaited him.
As the college girls stood in front of the library shelf, openly captivated by his presence, he scrolled through his phone, catching a glimpse of a message that brought a fleeting smile to his face. The girls were completely mesmerized and some began bleeding.
Setting aside his robotics lecture notes, he replied to her texts with a smile. As the SUV came to a halt at the university's driveway, the chauffeur opened the door for Min-sun. Taking Chin-sun's hand, they strolled together towards the entrance. Min-sun's presence left the girls at the entrance blushing intensely, while Chin-sun's appearance made the boys feel nauseated. The stark contrast between the two evoked strong reactions from everyone.
Min-sun paid no mind to the criticisms and shrugged them off, but Chin-sun was deeply affected and pulled away from his grasp. Seeing her reaction, Min-sun felt dejected but tried to hide it. "I'll catch up with you after class, please answer my calls," he said, sounding hurt and concerned.
Chin-sun nodded slowly, waved goodbye to Min-sun, and watched his figure disappear. Just then, she received a notification on her phone.
"Same old boring day, I wish I could steal your excitement!" she playfully thought of a bright smile forming on her face when she read his text in her head. Holding her phone close, she made her way to the business department.
Lost in his thoughts, Ji-hoon couldn't help but reminisce about the girl who had captured his heart. She consumed his every thought. "Ji-hoon darling, you seem preoccupied," Sang-ho said in a flirtatious tone.
Sang-ho, with his pink hair, distinct features, and cheerful personality, had an effeminate charm about him.
Annoyed, Ji-hoon pursed his lips while squinting his eyes in frustration. Sang-ho frowned in return, equally annoyed.
"You never pay attention," Sang-ho complained, surprising his minions Jeong-hoon, Jung-hoon, Byung-ho, and Chan-yeol. Ji-hoon's uncharacteristic behavior left them taken aback.
Ji-hoon, Jeong-hoon, Jung-hoon, Byung-ho, and Chan-yeol were known as the Players gang, renowned for their wealth, charm, and influence. They possessed the power to captivate and break the hearts of anyone they chose in our school.
Ji-hoon had striking features, with captivating crimson eyes that sparkled with mischief. His pale, smooth skin perfectly complemented his fiery red hair. He had a unique sense of style, often seen sporting a white turtleneck, a sleek brown leather jacket, and customized blue jeans. On his wrist, he proudly displayed a Swiss watch, while his fingers glittered with diamond rings. With his playful personality, he effortlessly enchanted every woman he set his eyes on.
Jeong-hoon had a rugged, gangster-like charm, as the son of a powerful mafia boss. His fair features were accentuated by his crystal-clear eyes, hinting at a calculative nature. Known for his cold and often rude demeanor, he had a taste for sophisticated pursuits and equally sophisticated ladies. With his messy ink black hair, he exuded a cool player vibe. His pale white skin provided a striking contrast to his attire, often consisting of a black shirt, a sleek black overcoat, a Rolex watch, ripped jeans, and cowboy boots.
Jung-hoon, the quiet and calm one, had an innocent look that carried a hint of mystery. Clad in a cream turtleneck, a customized Naruto hoodie, blue pants, and Air Jordan 21 sneakers, he effortlessly blended comfort and style. His short, disheveled, curly blonde hair added to his angelic appearance, accentuating his beautiful features.
Jung-hoon might be an angel but Byung-ho exuded the charisma and physique of a Greek god, with his chiseled torso subtly revealed through his grey top. He possessed a body that no woman could resist. His slightly tanned, healthy skin perfectly complemented his chestnut-colored, flowing locks. With smooth movements and an easy smile, he effortlessly captivated and charmed everyone he encountered, especially the ladies.
Chan-yeol had fair and flawless skin, and though he may have seemed plain at first glance, the more you stared, the more you noticed his delicate features. His puppy-like Jasper eyes and childlike face made him undeniably cute. With his kind and gentle nature, his actions had the ability to melt the hardest of hearts. Girls found it easy to relax and feel comfortable around Chan-yeol, his adorable demeanor sparking a sense of protectiveness. However, he found it somewhat annoying as his charming features made it difficult for people to form strong opinions about him. Nonetheless, Chan-yeol was cunning enough to use this to his advantage in manipulating the emotions of those around him.
Chan-yeol pursued a major in Computer Science, while Byung-ho focused on Mechanical Engineering. Jung-hoon had a passion for Fine Arts, Jeong-hoon studied Accounting, and Ji-hoon and Sang-ho both delved into the realm of Fashion. Each of them had their own unique path, showcasing their diverse interests and talents.
Ji-hoon casually strolled towards the balcony, leaning lazily on the handrail. His eyes carried a dreamy gaze, lost in thoughts of her. If only he could see her again, his heart longed for that moment. As he glanced downward, Ji-hoon spotted Chin-sun making her way towards the business department. Sang-ho, noticing Ji-hoon's gaze, joined him in observing her. The sight of Chin-sun caught their attention, piquing their curiosity. An expression of disdain and self-pity overtook his face as he glanced at her disheveled hair and clumsy appearance, finding it distasteful. He let out a contemptuous snort, clearly unimpressed. "She could really use some makeup, although even then, she wouldn't be half as beautiful as Byeol," he remarked, his tone dripping with arrogance.
"I don't understand what Min-sun sees in her," Jeong-hoon remarked sarcastically, eliciting laughter from the others.
"And I certainly wouldn't take her as a side chick," he added, his tone dripping with cynicism. Meanwhile, Ji-hoon observed Chin-sun more closely, noticing their similar hair and height as her..
As the average girl made her way towards the fashion department, she unintentionally collided with someone, resulting in both of them falling heavily to the ground. Chin-sun, feeling frustrated, rubbed her head, wondering if she was cursed to be so clumsy.
"My glasses! I can't find my glasses," she exclaimed, her voice filled with distress. Chin-sun observed her friend's frantic search for her glasses and noticed them in front of a nearby shrub. She crawled towards it and handed the glasses to her.
"Here you go," Chin said, picking up one of the scattered papers from the ground.
"Wow, her designs are amazing!" she thought, pushing her own glasses back up.
With a gentle tug, the girl named Ae-cha retrieved the paper from Chin's hands. Though she wasn't conventionally beautiful, her delicate features, perfect nose, and a chic bob adorned with braids gave her a unique charm. Dressed in a stylish striped blazer, black tie, collared shirt, and a grey skirt, Ae-cha exuded a quiet strength and resilience that matched her timid personality.
"Tha...thank...thank you," she stammered, her nerves and shyness evident. With her bangs covering her glasses, Chin gently plucked the leaves from her hair, faintly revealing a few glimpses of her eyes. Curious, she slid her hands to her head, lifting her bangs, she froze, struck by the beauty of her captivating eyes that resembled watery strawberry ice.
Ae-cha cast a shy gaze at Chin, struck by her beauty reminiscent of a French model she admired, it seems her bangs and glasses covered her charm. Chin snapped her out of her trance and offered a helping hand.
"Sorry, seonbae," Ae-cha murmured,as Chin-sun bobbled, nodding apologetically. "My name is Chin-sun. I'm majoring in Accounting, focused on business."
Ae-cha adjusted her round glasses and spoke softly,
"Ae-cha, fashion." She looked up at Chin and Chin-sun shyly asked, "Can we exchange numbers? I would like to treat you to a meal as an apology." Chin extended her phone towards Ae-cha, who nodded and spoke as Ae-cha typed.
Notification:
Bai💝 [Where are you? ರ_ರ]
Professor Jimin🥺😤[ Don't be late].
"I have to go," Chin-sun rushed off to her department. As she hurried, Ae-cha's lips curled into a small smile as she noticed her departure. She had finally made her first friend.
Chin-sun walked over to her seat. "Chin-chin, you look a bit disheveled. What happened?"
"Nothing, I just tripped," Chin replied with a nonchalant shrug.
"Looks like she just crawled out of the trash bin." Byeol and her minions snickered.
"How does it feel to be poor?" Byeol and her minions snickered.
Bai gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, suppressing her anger, and muttered a curse under her breath.
In the afternoon, Chin entered Professor Jimin's office and noticed him pretending not to notice her. As he arranged books one after another, she approached his side and handed him a book. Jimin briefly glanced at her, but chose to ignore her presence. "Continue;it should be dusted and arranged accordingly," Chin nodded and Jimin returned to his seat to finish his work. Throughout the day, he couldn't help but steal glances at Chin-sun. She was both modest and beautiful, dressed in a cream crochet jacket, white blouse, and a black and white striped knee-length skirt.
As she worked, her jacket slipped down, exposing her fair and soft skin, leaving his imagination running wild. Jimin couldn't resist the temptation and casually strolled towards the bookshelf, pretending to browse. Chin-sun suddenly turned around and noticed Professor Jimin approaching, but to her relief, his gaze wasn't on her. However, as he came closer and stood right in front of her, she instinctively backed away until she was backed against a shelf. A blush rushed to Chin-sun's face as their proximity increased.
Jimin's face was just inches away from hers, and he felt an undeniable attraction towards Chin-sun. For a moment, she closed her eyes, feeling his warm breath on her skin. However, he quickly reached for a book on the top shelf, catching a whiff of her pleasant scent, before stepping back.
Fuck!
Jimin couldn't resist the overwhelming urges that took control of his actions, disregarding his logical thinking. He felt himself going mad with desire. The scent of jasmine and roses emanating from Chin-sun intoxicated him, causing a blush to creep up his neck, despite his stoic expression.
Chin let out a relieved sigh and found herself captivated by Jimin's unique eyes. After a brief pause, she impulsively blurted out her thought without much consideration.
"Professor Jimin, do you have strabismus?"