"You are melting the coldness of his heart, Gim Mi!"
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Time had passed since Miyoung didn't set a food in South Korea. It had been almost a year or so, after the terrible tragedy that touched her dear friend. She tried to forget everything, not ab...
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"Oh my god, what a beautiful girl!" A woman said as Miyoung and Jukyung entered a beauty shop named "Pandora". Jukyung's mother owned it. Im Ju had offered Miyoung to visit the shop and she cheerily agreed.
Miyoung shyly smiled and then bowed.
"Hello, I'm Gim Miyoung, Jukyung's friend," she introduced.
"Mom, can Miyoung ate dinner with us?" Jukyung asked, hopeful.
"Of course!" Jukyung's mother, Mr Hong, cheerfully agreed. "I didn't know my daughter had such a beautiful friend," she added, cupping Miyoung's face. The latter blushed.
"Mom, you're embarrassing her!" Jukyugn exclaimed, shooing her mother away and telling her to take care of her client.
Miyoung chuckled as she sat down on a couch. It should be funny and eventful to live with the Im family. Miyoung liked them. She felt at ease with them and had a lot of fun. She wished she had a family like them. Hers was completely different.
"How's the school doing for you Miyoung?" Mrs Hong asked.
"Not bad. I'm still trying to get used to a school environment though," Miyoung said.
"Ah? You weren't going to school before?" Mrs Hon asked, surprised.
"Mom!" Jukyung exclaimed, thinking it may be too personal.
"No, it's okay," Miyoung reassured. "I was homeschooled so it was easier for me to balance between study and modelling,"
"You're a model?!" Mrs Hong and her client exclaimed, shocked. Miyoung giggled but nodded.
"Yes, I was living in London for a time. I went back here to go back to school days ago," Miyoung explained.
"Your mother must be proud,"
"I hope she is," Miyoung smiled. "She stayed in London to take care of the restaurant,"
"Oh, and-"
"Yah, mom! Stop with the questions! Are you interrogating her or what?" Jukyung scolded, making Miyoung laughed. "Make yourself at home, Gim Mi. I'll be right back, I'll take off my makeup," she added, leaving for the restroom.
Miyoung was watching carefully Mrs Hong working, amazed by her skills. After a moment, Jukyung came back, drying her face with a towel. She walked down the small step and hit her head on the frame. Miyoung chuckled, amused. Jukyung was so clumsy. The client commented on how she couldn't recognise her with all the makeup. Jukyung only said it was her magic.
"Mom, I washed face. Give me facial, please. You can give one to Gim Mi too!" She said.
"Wait, I'm busy here. I have to finish here first,"
"But-" Jukyung didn't have the time to finish her sentence that the door of the shop opened. Miyoung turned and widened her eyes. It was Mrs Han, Seojun's mother. Miyoung widely smiled, happy to see her but it quickly faded when she saw who was with her. Miyoung abruptly turned to her friend.
