Chapter 4 : Commissioner

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It was days already when Hope and Hoseok last met during a dinner at their house

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It was days already when Hope and Hoseok last met during a dinner at their house. And she wanted to keep it that way for a very long time. Hope's Red Knight business is starting to bloom again. Besides, it's the season of school works; she expected it already.

Once done sending the pending commissions, Hope wanted to rest for a bit, but another email was sent on her business mail.

__________________________________

From : hj.jay_18@iemail.com
To : redknightHV@iemail.com
Date : Jun 19 2020, 20:13

I need to know if you can make me a project. It's a rush.

__________________________________

With a frown, Hope typed in her reply.

__________________________________

From : redknightHV@iemail.com
To : hj.jay_18@iemail.com
Date : Jun 19 2020, 20:16

Depends. How rush is this rush project?

__________________________________


Hope waited for a couple of minutes for a reply, but it has been hours since she sent her mail to the potential commissioner, yet, they haven't returned her message.

While sulking at the fact that she can't stroll outside in the meantime, she blames Hoseok for it. Yes, her mother did allow her to do it. That means that she won't have to sneak outside their house like a spy in a movie, but it comes with the condition that Hoseok should accompany her. Another option is just to sneak out and do what she loves to do, but she's worried that she might bump into Hoseok again.

That guy really pisses the shit out of her.

To think about it, it's the first time she saw him in their town. His grandmother has been living here her whole life, according to Hope's parents. Perhaps, Hoseok just moved in with her because it was Granny Peters' birthday the other day.

That means he's already out of town! Hope mentally squealed upon realizing that she thought made sense. With too much adrenaline, she put on her shoes and grabbed a jacket. She made sure that her bedroom door is locked before she heads straight to her escape route.

Her window.

But before she could even climb out of her window, she heard her phone chimed. Sliding her hand inside the pocket of her jacket, she fished her device.

__________________________________

From : hj.jay_18@iemail.com
To : redknightHV@iemail.com
Date : Jun 20 2020, 01:48

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