Min-ho woke to the warmth of sunlight streaming through his window. As he lay there, his thoughts drifted to the mysterious woman from yesterday. Her words echoed in his mind: "Be careful." Who was she? Why had she helped him? And what did she mean?
He tossed aside the covers and began his morning routine. The maid interrupted his breakfast with his ringing phone. Joon-oh's name flashed on the screen.
"Hey, what's up?" Min-ho answered.
"Today's plan, man! You forgot, didn't you?" Joon-oh's voice held a mix of surprise and amusement.
Min-ho's memory jogged. Their trip. He had completely forgotten.
"I'm not feeling well," Min-ho said, hesitant.
Joon-oh chuckled. "Still stuck on last night's incident? Come on, it was nothing."
Min-ho's grip on the phone tightened. "It wasn't nothing. I think someone's watching me. How else did she show up at the exact right moment?"
Joon-oh's tone turned serious. "We'll discuss it later. Just get here. We're waiting."
Their destination was the ancient Gyeongbokgung Palace, now a popular tourist spot. Min-ho had always been fascinated by its history.
"Meet at 10 am sharp," Joon-oh reminded him.
Min-ho agreed, still uncertain.
As he finished breakfast, his mind wandered back to the mysterious woman. The irritation he felt toward his father's new family grew.
Glancing at his phone, he was startled to see the time: 9:45.
Rushing upstairs, Min-ho quickly washed his face, applied moisturizer, and changed into comfortable clothes. He grabbed a small backpack with essentials.
As he reached the car porch, his grandfather blocked his path.
"Let me drive you," Grandpa offered.
Min-ho hesitated, unsure.
"Come on, I'll drop you off," Grandpa insisted.
Min-ho nodded, curiosity piqued.
As they drove, Min-ho's thoughts remained with the mysterious woman and the unsettling encounter.
What secrets lay hidden behind her words?
Would Joon-oh's trip provide a welcome distraction or lead to more questions?
The palace's majestic gates came into view, and Min-ho's heart quickened.
What lay ahead?
Min-ho and his grandfather arrived at the cozy coffee shop, their regular meeting spot, right on time. The warm sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted the comfortable atmosphere, inviting patrons to linger over their coffee.
Joon-oh and Tae-sung were already seated, sipping their lattes and engaged in a heated discussion about the latest K-drama.
Min-ho bid his grandfather farewell and joined his friends, exchanging warm smiles.
"Hey, what's up?" Joon-oh asked, eyeing Min-ho's bright smile.
Tae-sung chimed in, "Yeah, what happened to you? This morning, Joon-oh said you weren't interested in the trip."
Min-ho chuckled, taking a seat. "I wasn't in the best mood, but Joon-oh reminded me to forget yesterday's incident and my problems. Let's just enjoy the trip."
Their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the bus to Gyeongbokgung Palace, one of South Korea's most iconic historical sites. The bus's vibrant colors and sleek design stood out against the backdrop of traditional architecture.
As they boarded, Min-ho offered to cover the fare, insisting his friends repay him later. "My treat today," he said with a grin.
The one-hour journey passed quickly, with the trio engaging in lively discussions about history, art, and sculpture. Tae-sung regaled them with stories of Korea's dynasties, while Joon-oh shared his insights on the palace's architectural significance.
Upon arrival, they entered the palace's majestic gates, eager to explore. The imposing stone structures and intricately tiled roofs transported them to a bygone era.
Tae-sung and Min-ho were captivated by the historical significance, while Joon-oh's artist's eye roamed over the intricate carvings and sculptures.
As they ventured deeper, they found themselves in a narrow, dimly lit corridor. The air was thick with the scent of aged wood and dust. Cobwebs clung to the corners, and the soft rustle of unknown creatures echoed through the passageway.
At the corridor's end, a stunning stone carving caught their attention. Min-ho, ever curious, reached out to touch it.
Suddenly, his finger grazed a sharp edge, and a droplet of blood fell onto the stone.
"Ah!" Min-ho winced, quickly withdrawing his hand.
He rummaged through his backpack for a wet tissue to stem the bleeding.
As he glanced up, he noticed his friends were already several meters ahead.
"Guys, wait!" Min-ho called out.
They turned, concerned.
"You okay?" Joon-oh asked.
Min-ho nodded. "Just a small cut."
They continued their tour, eventually exiting the palace to seek lunch.
Joon-oh's stomach growled loudly. "I'm starving! Let's get something hearty."
Inside the restaurant, the aroma of spicy Korean dishes enveloped them. Sizzling pans and lively chatter filled the air.
As they perused the menu, a burst of laughter caught their attention.
Across the room, Soo Jin and her friends were enjoying a lively meal.
Min-ho's eyes locked onto Soo Jin's, and for an instant, they simply stared at each other.
"Shall we order?" Min-ho asked by escape that gaze.
As they savored their lunch, Min Ho's gaze drifted towards Soo Jin . His friends, Joon-oh and Tae-sung, followed his gaze, their curiosity piqued.
Seated at the table was Soo Jin, her raven hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of night. Her eyes sparkled as she chatted with her friends, her smile illuminating the surrounding space. Min Ho's heart skipped a beat as he watched her, transfixed by her beauty.
As Soo Jin and her friends finished their meal, they rose from their seats, their laughter and chatter filling the air. As they walked past Min Ho's table, he felt a flutter in his chest, anticipating a glance, a smile, or even a fleeting acknowledgment. But Soo Jin's eyes swept past him, her gaze never meeting his.
Min Ho felt a pang of disappointment, but his fascination with Soo Jin only deepened. He watched as she disappeared into the crowd, her presence leaving an indelible mark on his mind.
Joon-oh nudged Min Ho, breaking the spell. "Dude, you're staring again," he whispered, a knowing glint in his eye.
Min Ho's cheeks flushed as he turned back to his friends, attempting to brush off the encounter.
"Why did I feel an inexplicable connection to her?" Min Ho whispered.
As Min-ho gazed out at the passing scenery, his friends teased him about his sudden distraction.
The vibrant city lights and bustling streets blurred together, replaced by thoughts of Soo Jin.
"Hey, space cadet! What's on your mind?" Tae-sung joked, nudging Min-ho playfully.
Min-ho chuckled, shaking off the reverie. "Just lost in thought."
The trip to Gyeongbokgung Palace had been a welcome respite from his worries. History and culture had always fascinated him, and exploring the ancient site with friends was exhilarating.
Later that evening, Min-ho returned home, exhausted but refreshed. His muscles ached from walking, but his mind felt clearer.
A long, hot bath washed away the fatigue, and he settled into his pyjamas, feeling the soft fabric envelop him.
As he sat in bed, his mind wandered back to the day's events. Soo Jin's smile lingered in his thoughts, her laughter echoing in his mind.
"What a beautiful coincidence," Min-ho whispered, a gentle smile spreading across his face.
He tended to his wounded finger, applying a bandage with care.
Next, he grabbed his phone and sent the day's photos to Tae-sung and Joon-oh. The memories would stay vivid, thanks to the captured moments.
With a contented sigh, Min-ho drifted off to sleep, his dreams filled with visions of the palace and Soo Jin.
The next morning, Min-ho returned to his room after breakfast, feeling revitalized.
He checked his phone, and a message from the school caught his attention.
"Classes start next week."
This was it – his final year of high school. Excitement mixed with trepidation as he contemplated the future.
Min-ho's heart quickened as he dialed Joon-oh's number.
"Hey, did you see the message?" Min-ho asked, his voice laced with urgency.
Joon-oh replied, surprised, "No, I hadn't checked what's the matter? Wait,Let me check it."
What! Join-oh shouted in frustration.
"A week earlier than expected? Why?"
Min-ho shrugged. "No idea."
Joon-oh's tone shifted. "By the way, I didn't find anything on your stepmom's past."
Min-ho's curiosity remained piqued. What secrets lay hidden?
Just then, a knock at the door interrupted their conversation.
"Are you free today?" Grandpa asked, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief.
Min-ho nodded. "Completely free."
Grandpa smiled. "Good. Today, I want you to come to our company and see how it operates. Get ready quickly; we're running late."
Min-ho's heart skipped a beat. A glimpse into his family's business world?
He hastily changed into formal attire, his mind racing with anticipation.
What would he learn?
And what secrets would he uncover?
As he descended the stairs, Min-ho felt a sense of purpose.
Min-ho arrived at the company, curious about his grandfather's plans.
As he walked through the offices, he spotted a familiar eyes....
To be continued....