in which a normal girl transfers into a prestigious, private performing arts school in South Korea. Where she encounters an elite clique of dashing, popular high-achievers and finds love.
and did I say normal? I meant to say unusual, mainly because...
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"Are you idiot! What's wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry."
"Why couldn't you just say that you needed help or something huh?"
"I didn't want you to be involved."
"What if something would've happened to you? A-are you not human? Do you not know when your in pain?"
"Maya..."
"What am I supposed to do if something happened to you?"
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My heart pounded as I sat quickly with my vision blinded due to the blindfold that was placed on me in the van. I was sure that I was no longer in a van, knowing how if I was I would have been moving.
But I wasn't.
Instead I had been sitting down in a chair with my arms tied in front of me, it was like my first had gone numb from how hard I was yanking and trying to get out my hands free.
I had no idea where I was or how far from hospital I was. My only thought was finding Woo-jin and getting out of here and away from these crazy people.
I suddenly hear a door open and I stop moving, my heart pounds furiously as I could hear someone approach me. Second laters the blindfold was snatched off and I squinted my eyes so I can adjust to the light.
I breathe heavily looking at the figure in front of me, a tall tatted man chewing on gum stands in front of me.
"A foreigner? Y-you got to be kidding me" He mumbles looking back to the open door.
I stare at the door and the only think I can imagine was me making a run for it, but I suddenly came to my senses.
I had no idea where I was, or how fast this man was or if running was even the best option at all. "Don't you even think about it." The man spats as me causing me to look at him.
I swallow hard watching as he reaches down and grabs my arm, pulling me out the chair. "On your feet." He tells me.
He then begins to walk to the door, not looking away from me. "W-where are you taking me? Where's Woo-jin?" I ask him.
My question was ignored when we walked out the room, my questions were easily answered. It looked like we were in some type of warehouse.
