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Chapter 9 - MARRIAGE??

The crisp afternoon air blew as the warm colors of the setting sun shone upon a crowd of teenagers walking back to their sanctuaries.

Most of them chattering away. Planning where to hang out.

Hwa-Young strolled along the sidewalk behind Yeona. She watched as the adorable brunette's hair bounced with each of her steps. Drowning out the sound of multiple heart beats to focus on something else. The chattering of students for example. But it seemed to have failed.

Hwa-Young sighed, rubbing her temple. Trying to ease the incoming headache.

๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ.

while being able to hear any heart that's still beating in 80 feet radius is a huge advantage in battle, it also is a huge burden.

It's a good thing that she can locate an enemy and a little bit of their emotions by heart beat but the disadvantage is that she can never stop hearing them.

Their isn't a switch that she can just click and it'll all stop.

๐˜Œ๐˜น๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ. เซง(๊‚นเบตฯ‰๊‚นเบตเซ‚)

In her time at the World Academy, she had experimented with many things. This is one of the many not-so-pleasant results of said experiments.

Before she could only hear heartbeats in 10 feet radius, which she kinda wants to go back to. Or maybe find a way to turn it off.

Sometimes even sound canceling headphones don't work.

It's such an annoyance.

And at the moment with so many people around she can feel a headache coming.

Hwa-Young let out a little groan. Proceeding to put on headphones to blast her ears with music.

While it will hurt her ears a bit, she really just wants a little bit of escape from the constant boring and annoying sound of ba-dump.

๐˜ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด.

๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ.

๐˜๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต.

๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜บ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต. ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ.

๐˜•๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต. ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ธ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ.

๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด.

She sighed, making a mental note to not make the same mistake again.

As she was turning the volume up, she heard a particular heart beat quickening.

Turning the volume down and taking her headphones off all together, she closed her eyes. Trying to locate the owner of said heart.

Who knows? It could be an enemy. A very foolish one at that.

Which awakened in their right mind would use their ability in the presence of common folks?

๐˜–๐˜ฉ, ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด.

Or maybe they are just following her.

Or she's just overthinking and it's just a normal person.

Anyhow, she for some unknown reason, wanted to check what it was.

๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, 10 ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ.

Hwa-Young glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes catching sight of a familiar blonde.

๐˜๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ.

Then she noticed the bullies and Jisuk standing beside, talking to Jiwoo about something.

This piqued her interest.

Her lips curled into a mischievous smile, eyes narrowed.

๐˜ˆ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ-๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ? ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ. ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ. (โ‰งโˆ‡โ‰ฆ)/

๐˜ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต..... ๐˜๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ.

๐˜–๐˜ฉ, ๐˜‘๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜‘๐˜ช๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ?

๐˜๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต? ๐˜‘๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ-๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ? ๐˜๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ? ๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ค. ๐˜Š๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ.

๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด, ๐˜‘๐˜ช๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜‘๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜บ?

Hwa-Young mused with a smile of amusement. Turning to tell Yeona that she has a few matters to take care of and if she's okay with going home alone.

Yeona nodded a bit confused as Hwa-Young handed her the keys before sprinting in the opposite direction.

๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ?

She questioned herself, frowning when she was unable to find an answer.

She ran past the bullies, the wind wisping through her white hair, the warm colors of twilight hitting her face just perfect. The bullies watched as she ran past them, awing at her beauty while looking like tomatoes. Failing to notice the tracker she attached on one of them.

๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ.

~~~~~~~

Hwa-Young watched from the roof top of a nearby building as Jisuk and Jiwoo talked for a bit before they began fighting in the isolated place.

She couldn't really hear them so, she tried getting closer without them both noticing.

She watched from behind a stacked pile of three giant concrete tubes as Jisuk blocked Jiwoo's punch with absolutely no effort.

She winced as Jisuk landed a devastating blow on Jiwoo, the blonde cat lover falling to the floor.

She noted how predictable Jiwoo's moves were. Cringing as he kept getting hit.

She felt pity for him, coming to the conclusion of him being a complete newbie.

She felt a tad bit disgusted that Jisuk, one of the Four would pick a fight with a weak and clumsy newbie.

She let out a breath of relief as Jisuk told Jiwoo that they're gonna fight again when the latter's leg is fully healed before trudging away in a carefree manner.

It's as if he was completely confident that he would win on their next fight.

Jiwoo seemed depressed and ashamed of himself on the other hand. Which she found to be completely understandable.

๐˜—๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง.

"Bzzzzzz! "

She fished out her buzzing phone from her pocket and immediately hopped on to the roof top of the nearest building, once there she stepped away from the edge to avoid being seen.

She huffed as she checked the caller's ID. It was her old man.

She looked down at Jiwoo from the roof top. The cat lover was looking around, as if trying to find something. He had heard the buzzing too.

A few moments later he seemed to have brushed it off. Moving to get his bag and out of sight with his head hung low.

She glanced back at her phone, the expensive device still lightly vibrating in her hands.

She smirked as the thought of waiting for a few more moments before picking up came to mind.

But she brushed it off, remembering how busy her old man is.

She quickly just picked it up, bringing it up to her ear.

"Hello.? "

She said, prepared to be greeted by his gruff voice.

[Took you a while to pick up, you must've been busy right?(โ‰งโˆ‡โ‰ฆ)/]

She recoiled a bit at that, her eyes widening, mouth agape.

๐˜ž๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ. ๐˜”๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ.

It was unusual for her to not get scolded at or at least for him to be a bit grumpy whenever she's takes too much time to pick up.

So, while this warmness was setting her at ease, it was also unnerving her.

From past experiences she can tell this wasn't going to be a good thing.

"Ye-yeah. I was a bit busy. "

She stuttered out, a drop of sweat rolling down the side of her face.

[Come to Shinwa Headquarters right now. I want to have a talk with you face to face~แ••( แ› )แ•—! ]

From his excited tone of voice, she felt a bit relieved but still didn't dare let her guard down.

It's not like he's always grumpy and strict but that extra bit of cheerie in his tone most often tends to have a deeper meaning.

She recalls the first time he spoke to her in that tone and guilt tripped her in to going on a date with a stuck up bastard.

Why? Well, he needed a piece of info that only that guys family could give him. When he asked that they wanted in return the heir of the family requested for his granddaughter to go on a date with him. The old man having no choice agreed.

Hwa-Young didn't really say anything as she thought of herself to not be in a position to protest. Plus, this could be a way she could pay old man back for his kindness.

Not to say that she enjoyed the experience, oh hell no. It was horrible and borderline disgusting. Not to mention how misogynistic the guy was.

"I-i'll be there in a minute! "

~~~~~~~~

"Sooooo, what did you have to say? "

Hwa-Young drawled wearily as she watched steam rise from the cup of coffee on the table in front of her.

"What? (โ—โ€ขแด—โ€ขโ—) Can't I to want to see my granddaughter? "

Seongik replied from across the table, wearing a suspiciously wide smile.

Hwa-Young just stared at him, which didn't effect the latter in the slightest.

~~~~~~~~

"So, you're telling me three families are asking for my hand in MARRIAGE?? I'M NOT EVEN 18 YET! "

Hwa-Young shouted wildly, making many motions with her arms to emphasize her speech.

"Yeah, you caught on pretty quick. (ส˜แด—ส˜โœฟ)" Seongik praised, smiling innocently.

"But why? " She whined, slumping down on the sofa. Facing the ceiling.

"Why won't they? Yothe one of the highest female rankers at the academy. Not to mention it has been reported that you are friends with these three fine gentlemen.( อกยฐ อœส– อกยฐ) " he smirked, his eyes narrowing, making the corners of his eyes wrinkle. Giving her a knowing look.

"Fine gentlemen my ass.

(๏ฟฃใธ ๏ฟฃ ๅ‡ธ " she scoffed, looking back at him, sitting up straight.

"Come on, I'm sure it's not going to be that bad.โ˜†(๏พ‰โ—•ใƒฎโ—•)๏พ‰* " the old man tried reassuring her but it just stressed her out even more.

"Wa-wait! So your actually accepting them? " Her voice seemed to tremble, scared of what his answer will be.

"I mean, ใƒพ(๏ผพ-๏ผพ)ใƒŽ They are three of the most prestigious families in the world. It's a once in a lifetime chance-"

"Yeah, I know but-"

"Hwa-Young, my child. Think of all the benefits! " He exclaimed, taking a sip from his cup.

It's not like she doesn't see the benefits of it all, it's just that her heart is having a hard time accepting this.

๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ. ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜๐˜ธ๐˜ข-๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ. ๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต.

"Are you really gonna accept all three of them? " Hwa-Young raised a weary eyebrow, her voice soft. Her emotions surfacing and showing on her expression.

Seongik wanted to say yes but looking at the image of desperation on her visage, his mouth went dry.

"No, I'll let you choose which one you wanna marry when you turn 20 and if then you still have problem choosing I'll choose for you. " Seongik said, hoping this would lift her mood.

"Oh thank goodness! "

Hwa-Young sighed in relief slumping back into the couch.

~~~~~~~~~

{8:01pm, at Hwa-Young's apartment}

Hwa-Young was doing her math homework while Yeona was in the bathroom, showering.

Hwa-Young listened to the peaceful sound of the running water, doing her best to ignore the sound of heart beats.

๐˜ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ'๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ญ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ.

She thought, lightly chewing on the back of her pencil. Before quickly spitting it out when she realized there is an eraser attached to it.

It not like she doesn't have feelings for him, she has but it's just that she doesn't know how to deal with it.