Hyejin wrapped her arms around Eunji's neck, she could smell the beer. She was tempted to try.
She wanted a little more from Eunji.
Most.
And more.
She wanted a little bit until she finally had it all.
Strumming that skin and falling apart in caresses.
She always had a very romantic mind about love, she thought her first relationship would be with the prince of dreams.
Sure, the prince was her idealization of a happy life when she hadn't even killed her first victim, but when the first shot was fired it was like a simple snap of her fingers.
All of Hyejin's beautiful innocence vanished like dust.
At one point she didn't want prince, princess looked good. At such a time she didn't want anyone, the worry of living a hidden life was too much to bear, but magically she had a woman who looked more like the evil witch and who was willing to accept her demons.
Her prince was achieved somehow, Eunji was exactly what she wanted.
