He was supposed to be my boyfriend's father.
My baby his beloved grandchild.
But how did it turn out like this.
How did I became his wife, my baby his.
Why is he so caring?
Why was he making me feel warm and happy?
Why?
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Life is beautiful, and peaceful, I got everything I have a nice family, which include me, eomma, appa and granny.
If someone I'm really close in my family it's my granny.
She loves me and take care of me and support me in my hardships.
Her warm smile is everything that I need to start my new day and also powerful to make me laugh and sleep peacefully even if my day is bad.
She is my teacher, my friend, my parent.
We even share story about some old Gramps hitting on her and their pick up line.
We live in a normal house we are not that poor but not too rich too.
Eomma is a teacher in university while appa working for seol metropolitan office as a chief.
Granny owns a bakery where I work along with some other granny's and some part time workers. .
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I got up from my deep sleep by my best friend, Mr wakie who is my alarm.
I did my normal routine which is taking a bath and wearing my normal hoodie and jeans.
I groan in displeased when I saw there is no one in home.
Granny went to our home in Busan because it's grandpa's death anniversary.
" They don't even called me". I pout looking through my phone to see if I got any call or messages even malis but none.
My parents baddies.
It's not like they don't love me it's just they care more about their job. Maybe because I need money for attending college?
Who knows.....
I locked the door and walked to bus stop.
There is so many students, talking and chatting with there friends.
Some of them flirting with thier lovers.
And here is me standing like a eyesore hoodies covering my hair and wearing mask like a hady people.
Why? Just because people like to tease and bully me.
Saying I'm short.
Saying I'm fat.
Ugly.
Nerd.
Poor.
Orpahan.
And lastly Mute.
Yep my own classmates even call me mute.
I don't know why though, is it being silent considered mute in school?.
Who knows about these people.
I just want to peacefully finish my studies and look after the bakery helping granny, and then lastly marrying a man in my dreams, have kids.
I want a peaceful life with my significant other.
The bus arrived shortly and I hoped on and sat on the back.
Pulling out my phone and playing some romantic songs in my ear piece.
When I arrived at school it was actually pretty much packed by students.
I walked carefully through the corridor my head low gripping my bag lace.
I don't want any attention.
But for my disappointment I bumped into someone and the next second I was in floor and my ass hurt really bad.
"Ouchh". I yelped in pain.
" Look were you're going four eyes". Someone rather I should say Jeon Taehyung.
He's the number one rich and playboy in our school. A senior who have tonnes of girls and boys wrapped in his finger but actually is dumb as donkey.
He really is dumb he is the last one in our school.
But do he care nope cause he's the son of some Jeon Jungkook who is supposed to be a number one and richest man alive in world and also said to be handsome as Greek god even more than his son.
But I don't know.......I never saw him.
And there is one more thing about Taehyung........he's actually my crush too.
I know I know what an irony.
But it's not like I will propose or something. It's just like what can I say he have something that made me curious about him.
" Hey four eyes are you planning to lay there?". Taehyung smirked at me.
