"What are you planning to do?"
Control.
Holding the gaze brought Seokhoon to me, I said, "We'll control whatever games our director plays for us. She won't get to choose the upper hand, but we will. We are not going to let her way in nor win. If sh...
I was frozen in my step when I realized whom Doha met earlier. With long black hair, tall and slim body, also brown beret. It was clear as day.
"Rona, what are you doing?"
It was Joo Seokkyung. She was the one I saw back then.
But why?
"Miss Bae, stop daydreaming and help us here."
They couldn't be in a relationship romantically. They were family. A real one, where Shim Doha was the son of her grandfather's brother. Her uncle.
So, why? What could they possibly hide to meet secretly without anyone knowing? Even to Joo Seokhoon, her own twin.
"Bae Rona!"
I jolted in surprise hearing Seola's shout. She looked at me weirdly, curious with what's been going on with me since we left the department store. I curved a reassuring smile, lying to her face, "Sorry, jet lag must be coming too late. Can I take a quick nap in your room? I'll help you later."
Seola and Jenny shared a look whilst I tried my best to appear tired. I couldn't say a word about the meeting I wasn't sure about. I had to make sure that I saw them clearly. Not trying to pry on my behavior, Seola eventually said, "Fine, just go straight to the room on second floor. You know which one of them, right?"
I nodded, then went into the house. Leaving them without any hint of telling.
Seokhoon and Eunbyeol were sitting on the couch in the living room when I came in. The sound of my heel boots clacking on the wooden floor attracted their heed. Seokhoon immediately stood from his seat to approach me, but I only gave him a glance before stepping to the stairs. Reaching for Seola's room and forgetting all for a moment to my sleep.
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I was standing on the sideline of the dance floor when everyone was busy swaying their bodies to the song. The room was packed with teenagers living out of their wild side whilst keeping their mind clear out of the worry. The relaxing break I felt for two days swapped with blasting music erupted through the whole living room of three-story house.
The house, which could be considered a mansion rather than a simple summer cottage, decorated with a simple tumblr lamp outside and arcade to VR games inside. Various foods from Shilla hotel, as Seola failed to fulfill her list properly, lined up on a white-clothed table at the corner near mini bar. A simple but huge Christmas tree towered us all beside the wide-screen TV in living room. All of it was grandly adorn, but everyone was still busy.
They jumped, they screamed, and they laughed.
They looked happy. So glee as they broke free. And I was still standing on the outside of the bonding but in endless thoughts running thin.
"Stop frowning. Your face ruin your dress," Seola whispered to my ear.
I looked at my leopard print dress, the one Seola chose from my closet, styled up with black combat boots. The skater style dress fell two inches above my knees and the top part showed too much of my neckline area for a long sleeve one. Despite regularly wearing dresses to formal events, I still hated the feeling of a light garment. If only it wasn't Seola's request to match with the mood of the party, I'd come in my oversize sweater and shorts.
