The winter in Gangnam, Seoul today is kind of strong. It was cold and windly. There were heavy snowfalls and heavy ice in the harbour.
I was walking in the road when I saw a middle-aged grey-haired women who was struggling to get her foot out of the snow. It crossed my kind that I could help her because I can control my dreams and maybe she can't. It might be a nightmare for her, mine is just a normal freezing winter day.
I was fiercely determined to help her so I helped her out. As I planned, she crossed the road easily and there were no snow in that part anymore. I hope she's having the sweetest dream now.
With a smile on my face, I was about to take a step back when I felt like I step unto something and I lost my balance!
When I was about to fall, someone wrapped his arms around my waist—pulling me against his chest; so I wouldn't stumble on the road!
"It's you again." His irresistable, velvet voice made my toes weaken and sounded coarse by comparison.
He was gangly good-looking with long legs, curly black hair, and brooding brown-eyes.
His eyes smoldered. "Trouble maker." He was so close to me that I even felt him breathed against my cheeks.
I pulled myself up into a more proper posture and our skin were no longer touching. "Thank you, Mr?"
"Fauro. Tss." After that, he put his hand inside his pocket then walked away.
Ace
Hey, attorney!
Are you up?
7:32
Titus Solis
I just woke up.
Why?
Ace
Good morning.
I've met him again.
Titus Solis
Good morning.
Ace
The good-looking guy from the library last time.
Titus Solis
He's what? Good-looking?
How do you define good-looking, huh?
Ace
Have you seen yourself in front of a mirror? You're the real definition of good-looking itself. /*wink;
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Teen FictionAce La Synfonic is a girl with a dulcet smile, so kind, so pure. With her white lies, she stands alone. She was a nuisance, a hard-headed brat and aspiring writer who was deeply infatuated with a future lawyer. Pen versus a scale, love beyond lies...
