chapter 7.

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three years ago

"him? are you fucking nuts?" a fifteen year old sooyoung scrunches her face in slight disgust.

"we made it easier for you!" one of her girl friends huffed. "dating that loser for a month? come on!"

"a month? you're kidding, right? there's not even a single thing that looks interesting about him." sooyoung rolls her eyes at the oblivious male ravenette sitting across the room.

"which makes him an easy target, and a horrible companion." another girl claims. "you can get anyone you want but you can't stay with them for long."

"bet." the challenged girl accepts. "get my money ready, whores."

***

it's been about four days since the little confrontation she had with wooyoung. the principal mostly asked about how it happened and the boy surprisingly took the blame. they both gave out short and simple answers and she guessed that was enough for mr. lee.

she had been thinking about his words and how much she had truly affected him. this made her more conscience-stricken than she already was.

to make matters worse, she was now sitting at yet another party.

today was the founder's day of her parents' company which had a dress code that states all females must show up with either a dress or a skirt.

that rule made her bang her head on the table so hard that it left a bruise.

her mom was kind enough to buy her a pencil skirt that somehow suited her sense of fashion. she, of course, wore the outfit that was prepared for her since she didn't want to cause anymore trouble to her parents.

she was very lucky to have them. even though it took her meeting wooyoung to realize that, she still made effort to show them her appreciation. despite how busy they were, they always make time for their one and only daughter and never made her feel less of a priority.

sooyoung sighed, looking over the crowd. she was told minion's corp had been invited but she still hasn't seen the aqua-color haired boy.

"you seem a little bored, dear." an employee approached her. he was a man that looked like he was in his forties.

sooyoung forces a smile. "mr. yang." she greets.

"so, you do remember me." he laughed in a way that made the girl unsettled.

how could i not? she heard rumours about him harassing women on multiple occasions, making them quit without getting the justice they deserve. he also was terrible at his job as she heard from some office workers yet couldn't seem to get fired.

"let uncle accompany you." the man offered.

the girl tried to politely decline. "ah, no, thank you. i'm actually waiting for a friend."

"i don't see anyone." mr. yang glances around.

"i'm sure he'll be here." she loosens up her clenched jaw.

"i can-"

"snowflake!" a voice called, making the girl grateful for it. "there you are."

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