Bittersweet ≈ Seonghwa [NEW!]

Cinderella

"Argh..." I groaned falling onto the sofa. "I'm so gonna fail that exam! What the heck is the average molar freakin' ratio of water to the freakin' anhydrous compound?"

Seonghwa chuckled at my frustrations as the members slumped onto the sofa and chairs.

"I'm so glad that's over. All that's left is to graduate," Jongho said as he broke an apple in half and gave the other half to Mingi.

"IF we pass," Yeosang corrected him.

"I can't believe I sat for these damn exams twice," Yunho blurted out by accident.

I notice the others nudging him but they don't know that I already knew. I mean, he's 21 now. Of course he's frustrated that he had to sit for it again.

Yunho immediately cleared his throat and announced, "Welp, at least we're going to a party this Friday! Time to chill!"

I frowned, "What am I going to do when you guys are at that party? I mean-I can't go, can I?"

I caught Seonghwa's nod towards Hongjoong who nodded back. What a way to communicate. If only I understood.

Seonghwa then smiled, "You're coming with us. It's just a party."

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The Day Before the Party [ Thursday ]

"The party's tomorrow, do you have anything to wear yet?" Seonghwa asks as he exits the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel.

I shook my head, "I'm planning to go shopping in a bit. Wanna come?"

"Sure, I'll make sure you wear something appropriate."

Rolling my eyes all the way to mars, I fixed my hair before leaving the room with him.

We rolled through town on Seonghwa's motorbike, to a dress store I often visit.

It was a second hand store and everything was really cheap. Though they were used, they looked brand new.

Seonghwa eyed me from the side, "Psst." He whispered.

I leaned in closer, "What?"

"Babe, no offense the clothes here looked like they belonged to my great aunt's grandmother," he whispered really softly so the shop owner couldn't hear.

I scoffed, "Hey I bought majority of my clothes from here. It's cheap."

I watched as Seonghwa eyes the owner before quietly yanking me by my arm out the door.

He handed me the bike helmet.

"Uhh-where we going?" I asked, fastening the helmet on my head.

"Where I go to buy clothes since I earned money. Come," he started the engine and we rode to the rich part of town where high class banks, boutiques, hotels and restaurants sat.

*Cling*

"Welcome!" Two ladies by the entrance greeted us the moment we entered a fancy 3-story boutique.

A lady behind the counter, very prim and formally dressed, bowed.

"For the gentleman or for the lady?" she asked politely.

Seonghwa gestured to me. The lady then beckoned us to follow her upstairs via the classy elevator.

The elevator door opened to an elegant and luxurious aisle. Dresses and gowns on one side, fancy clothes on the other side. In glass cases were expensive jewelry that looks like it costs more than life can ever pay me.