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A tragic love story filled with pain, betrayals, miseries and deadly plot twists. Y/N, an average girl from Busan moved to live with the top alphas in Seoul, knowing little about their absurd s...
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Flash Back: Seokjin x Sora after she fell into the pool.
Sora's POV
Just as I was about to step inside the mansion, Seokjin stomped back into the living room... still soaking wet... with a bathrobe in his hand. Everything slows down as I watch him from under my bangs. Seokjin came up to me, and just when I thought he was going to wrap it around me... he threw it right at my face.
"Dry yourself before you enter," Seokjin muttered, walking away from me. The robe landed right on my head and blocked my view.
"Arrogant piece of shit," I cursed under my breath, snatching the robe off my head to wrap it around my body in annoyance. What did I expect? For Kim Seokjin to care? Even if he has to die... he'll never show a hint of concern for anyone. I glared at him and drew the robe over myself while Seokjin ruffled his wet hair with a towel and left for his room. He returned with a set of clothes and tossed it on the couch- he didn't say a single word and disappeared again. Why is he... so quiet? Is he really mad at me? Sighing, I fetched the clothes, took a warm bath in this bathroom, then got dressed in his clothes to stay warm.
"Aish... I look like a clown," I grunted while staring at the oversized shirt in the mirror. Why's his shoulder so broad? I look like a child in his T-shirt. And his sweatpant is way too loose... I have to roll up the waistband. I let out a heavy sigh and walked back into the living room to find Seokjin dressed in a sweater and sweatpants. He shot me an annoyed look while ruffling his hair with a towel but broke into a slight smile when he noticed how ridiculous I looked in his clothes. His upset expression suddenly faded away as he bit down onto his lips to stop himself from laughing. I sat down on the opposite couch with my arms crossed.
"Moh? Why are you glaring at me? I should've left you to die," Seokjin glared at me.
"Give me a jacket. I'm cold," I grumbled, then crossed my legs on the couch.
"Why didn't you think about freezing to death when you decided to jump in the pool?-"
"YAH! PALI! I'm cold!" I snapped in annoyance.
"Ohoh. How dare you boss me around!?- Aish!" Seokjin scoffed at me and hastily got onto his feet. I glared at the back of his head as he passed me before exhaling in relief.
"Oh? Mohya?" I muttered when I noticed a white bag on the floor. I went up to it and picked up the bag. Fried chicken...? And Beer? I turned to look down the hallway in confusion. Why did he leave it on the floor- oh. He must've panicked when he found me floating in the pool. I softly smiled as I placed the bag on the coffee table. Seokjin returned with a jacket and tossed it at me. I immediately pulled in over my freezing body, then grabbed onto the chicken.
