***FEATURED IN OFFICIAL READING LIST "Stars in your eyes" OF TEENFICTION ON WATTPAD***
"Why did you waste your time and colours for painting me?"
"It isn't wastage of time and colours when it comes to paint the reason for you to live," Jungkook answ...
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U R G E N T C O M P A N Y | 긴급 회사
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The wheels of a car rotated speedily. The brand watermark spun hurridly at the centre of it. It woozed in and paused at a point. Two black stilettoes tapered out of its door. The figure wearing a hat, a black baguette purse at her left elbow, a Vatican dress that went up to her knee, slowly tackled on the metal gate which swang open with a squeaky noise.
The day was as warm as midsummer though it was only the middle of May. The sun hoarse with brightness heated the topsoil. The sound of the buzzing of beetles could be heard from the tree trunks or its branches. Metal shades reflected the sunrays as flashlights.
The female stature scooted to the front door. After pressing the bell, she stood in the middle of the doorstep, patiently waiting for the way to open. Few seconds passed by followed by the creaking tap of the unclasping of the door, revealing a woman in her late thirties. Her eyes were full of suspicion when she gradually framed the young guest at the door, standing against the luminescence outside.
"You are...," aired the old woman while squinting her lids.
The lady guest answered, "I'm Areum. Park Areum." Her soothing smile made the older lady lose words for a moment who dropped her jaw at the other's incomparable beauty.
It was not the initial of Mrs Jeon hearing the familiar name but it actually was the very first time of meeting her in reality. So yes it was a bit shocking that made her serotonin ooze out recklessly.
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Areum placed a cup down on the saucer situated at the coffee table. Her shea butter lipstick painted edges seemed as smooth as velvet. Her orbs turned crescent as she got indulged in some fun talks with the aged female sitting on her opponent. It could be real fun when it comes to being a whole fruitful conversation with Mrs Jeon. She was kind, humble, a little cheeky yet a sweetheart. And there was Areum whose angelic beauty of the heart could melt the hardest stones.
Areum shared a lot of things and info with Mrs Jeon yet never losing sight of the fact that the opposite lady was Jungkook's mom. Yes, obviously she had to be a little cautious of her mouth.
"Areum, who suggested your name?" Mrs Jeon interrogated, her hands mixing sugar cubes in the teacup.
"My eomma gave me the name. Actually, the name was chosen long before my birth as per what my appa told me. They kept the names ready for both genders on beforehand."
"Mmm, the name suits you stunningly. Areum, meaning beautiful, it is so much like you," Mrs Jeon showered a calm beam.
Areum's lips extended for a smile, "Well my eomma was sure that her baby daughter would take birth with a pretty face. That's what I heard from appa. He told me these tales when I was young."
