Make Me Yours

Chapter 28

Several photos were laid on the table, as a man stood with his head bowed in front of another man who was seated on his swivel chair. This second man is looking at the pictures with much contempt, but he knows he should maintain his cool. He took the photos and returned them in the envelope. He then spoke to the man in front of him.

"That girl was the one in the news?"

"Yes, sir. She's the hired PA."

He cleared his throat and looked outside the window. "Her name?"

"Seanne Park. Her parents are a doctor and a professor, but they're divorced. She's currently staying at the university dormitory, and under the guidance of her father who is a professor at that school."

"I see," he took one photo, the one where the girl was kissing Kookie, it was dark, but he cannot mistake it's him. "Continue watching over them."

"Yes sir." The man bowed once again before going out.

The second man stood and went to the window. The sun is already up in the horizon.

"Kookie... how long are you going to play now?" he sighed, and turned to the door when it opened and a woman came in. "Kina. I hope that's a good news with you."

"I'm afraid it is not much of a good news, sir." Kina approached the man and handed a folder. "Kookie's popularity ranking seemed to have become firmer in the past month. We cannot break his track yet."

The man laughed shortly, and went to his desk. He took the envelope and handed it to Kina. "Work on that. We can use the girl."

Kina stared open-mouthed at the pictures. "He's in a relationship with... Seanne Park?"

•••Kookie's POV

How can a kiss taste so sweet?

I smirked as I look outside the window, the professor's voice trailing behind my ears.

Moreso, how can missing someone feel as crazy as this?

I kept thinking of Seanne ever since that night.

I haven't seen her yesterday because I had the MV shoot again, and had practiced until past midnight. I only talked to her on the phone. I haven't met her during lunch because I had to catch up with my prof for what I've missed last Monday. I knew she did the same too. The only good thing is that I don't have to approach the professors we both have because she has surely asked them. I'll just copy from her later. The thought of seeing her finally made my stomach clench.

I felt like I'd kiss her the moment I see her today.

"Kookie!"

Yeah. I'd surely kiss her—

PLOK.

Something fell on my desk. A chalk.

Startled, I looked in front. The professor is looking at me with the corner of his lips raised dangerously. I glanced at the presentation flashed in front. Where are we in the discussion? What was the prof saying?

"Mr. Alistair," Prof. Hilton said with a significant clearing of throat. "I know you're just taking this course as formality. But let me tell you, I won't hesitate being the reason why you can't graduate."

I gripped my pen, immediately Seanne's angry face flashed in my mind. She'd kill me if she learned about this. "S-Sorry Prof."

Prof. Hilton continued discussing about the comparisons of selected folk music from various regions in the world.