When the poor sweetheart Wooyoung meets the annoying and mean Prince San, he suddenly can't help being attracted to him.
*****
Choi San, a King to be, is living the dream life of a little child. Unfortunately, he ne...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
WOOYOUNG POV
"I really hope we don't get in trouble tonight... As soon as someone seems to suspect us we'll make a run for it and go home." Yonho began while arranging his hair backwards with the spray found in the bathroom.
"Yes, don't worry, I have the plan down in my mind" said Wooyoung as he finished folding his few pieces of clothing into the bag he had brought as a suitcase.
"Let's go guys! Let's at least have some fun on our last night." Yeosang finished and started to give a pat on the back of the two young men each in turn for a way to show support.
You could already hear the corridors filling up with people. Everyone seemed really excited. The guards had started to pick up the people to guide them to the bal room. Our 3 young men took a deep breath before putting their masks on their eyes and moving slowly towards the front door.
Despite Wooyoung's nervousness, he couldn't help but feel slightly excited to be in the middle of the ballroom once again. He bit subtly on his lower lip while waiting impatiently for their turn. After a few minutes a click in the door was finally heard, opening to a man who did not look like a guard but rather a servant.
Your turn Gentlemen. Please follow me." The 3 boys looked at each other not quite understanding why it wasn't a guard but nodded anyway.
"I can see in your faces that you seem confused by my presence. I am the butler of an important person in the royal family, that's all I can say. This way gentlemen."
He stood to the side and pointed to the corridor, he then began to follow them back quietly which put pressure on Wooyoung since he was the last one in line.Finally arrived at the entrance his two friends took the lead and disappeared in the crowd.
"Good luck Mr. Jung. The butler said before disappearing in his turn.
"Tell me I'm dreaming.... How does he know my name..." Feeling a cold sweat coming over him, the poor man quickly looked for a table where the drinks and food were so that he could refresh his mind a bit.
He didn't have time to inspect why the mysterious man knew his name and let's just say he wasn't tempted to discover why.
PRINCE POV
Still sitting on his throne the young man began to get bored trying to find his target across the ocean of people.He was beginning to wonder if the poor guy hadn't run away already.
"Oh bingo." Whispered the prince in his beard letting a smirk formed on his face.The target in question had just held his gaze at the aperitif table.what a beautiful coincidence.
