The next morning:-
Sia got up early in the morning as she had to attend classes as it was the beginning of the new semester. She didn't even thought that her new semester morning would be this way instead of having the best meal from her mother she have a compromise with a glass of milk.
As she was having her meal a drunken Sol holding her head came at the kitchen but as soon as she saw Sia. She knew that a handfull of nagging is going to come for her. When Sia saw Sol instead of nagging she gave her medicine and honey water to sober up. And said," I am wearing this clothes as I don't want to look shabby on my first day so don't mind with it,and I have prepared some breakfast for you so eat it before leaving".
And was about to leave is when Sol hopped again on her and starting apologizing and cutely asking for forgiveness and buttering her. Sia smiled and said,"I am not letting you off this easy, it just that I have to attend the morning class, so you too get freshen up and come to university as soon as possible and have the breakfast".
Sol asked Sia to wait so that they can go together but a phone call came and she has to rush to the university.
{Note:- Sol's apartment was 10mins walk till there university.}
Sia reached at the university and then to the teachers office whom she works with for a research. After some work she went to attend the class. Sia doesn't knew that Suho was there too in the class but Suho was happy seeing her there.
The professor gave them a group assignment and as every drama/comic plot works the frenemies where meant to be in the same group working together as well one trying to ask for forgiveness and one trying to avoid being alone.
When Sia went to check the group list the group members themselves came to her and when she looked to them the one standing in front of them was Lee Suho.
{One thing came info her mind even though it's a novel story doesn't the writer know my feelings why does he shows up everywhere making me annoy}
{The writer a.k.a me:- Girl this is every female leads faith to run to people they hate and at last solve all the problems and live happily together😅😅😅}But no no no this story is not going in the same way it was just Sia thinking ahead of her that she would be in the same group with Suho but no they are in the different group as the main major of there course played the vital role too in deciding of the group.
The subject was social awareness and unspoken truth. As the groups were done and Suho was feeling low as he was not with the same group as Sia. He thought of others ways to spend some time with her.
Instead of classes Sia was the vice president of baking club, a student researcher, scholarship student,one who is a english literature student, mostly the no.1 in the class hence the grade A student.
When Suho got to know about the bakery club he decided of joining it but unluckily he didn't get in it too as he was pulled to the join the other club by his university friends. Which means that spot of contacting Sia was blocked too.
The twist here is even if Suho didn't got the chance to be in the same group as Sia. But Sol the name which he remembered suddenly show up after the completion of the class and was surprisingly in the same group as Suho.
Sia got a call from her language teacher and left after discussing the contact details with the group. After which when Sol entered the class looking for Sia a member of her group approached her for discussing. Sol doesn't look that approachable a little bold and scary so they pushed Suho to her.
What will you think how will the conversation between Suho and Sol will be??? Does Sol remember Suho's face as a helper or does some things are getting tangled more?? And how will Suho get a chance to approach Sia ??? Will he ever get a chance ???
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Bakery Girl & IDOL~ The Secret Love Story✨✨
RomanceA story about a passionate orphan girl adopted as a foster daughter by a old couple running a bakery. "Sia" is a 22 yrs old arts student who is an excellent introverted beautiful girl. She lives with her foster parents and there grandchildren, where...