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"um yeah, i'm sora. thank you for the drink." she continued and received a quick 'you're welcome' from him.
sunghoon knew the girl skipped school but decided not to ask the obvious. "so, are you coming back to school after this or not?"
what a nice guy, she thought. she realized that it was only her and an old woman in the cafe as the customer, so that's why sunghoon was still with her.
"yeah, sim will pick me up—"
yeah shit, what a way to run your mouth sora. i swear if he's asking who's the sim i'm talking about—
"you have a driver? i thought it's only for your dad ..." yeah, unfortunately, now i got one too—
whoa whoa wait, he knew my father?
he continued again, "yes, i do know you, if you're confused. mr. kim's daughter, right? in fact, lots of people know you, sora."
sunghoon continued again, seeing the sudden change of expression on her. sora could be easy to read sometimes based on her act.
that old man is famous? she just now knew how actually famous her old man is.
"yeah, driver."
they began talking again. minutes passed and passed until he realized the time. twenty minutes before her school ends.
"it was nice meeting you. thanks for the drink again." she thanked him nicely and began to walk out.
"yeah, i hope our next meeting is in a good place ..." he thought while sending out a goodbye smile to her.
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by the time she arrived at the school, a few students already walked out of the school gate indicating that the school just ended. perfect.
sora went to the guard and approached him with a 'hi' and a small smile.
"look, i kept my word, don't i?"
the guard sighed and slapped the bag she wore, making the teen stumble forward slightly. "yeah, fucking welcome back. glad ya safe, kid."
sora chuckled softly at him and waited for the sim jake. it was just seconds away before the clock hit the one minute after the school's end-time but suddenly a fancy car parked in front of her.
and here, i thought i could talk about him being late ..."
"you skipped." the first thing she heard once she entered the car. the atmosphere was tense, she could sense it. if she was being honest, she did feel nervous about what was coming next.
she couldn't even comprehend it because this man is unpredictable for her.
"again, you skipped?" now, he changed his tone to specify that he's asking a question.
and sora don't fucking know whether to answer him truthfully or not. and, she was so mad at her brain right at that time for being slow.
the car moved. silence, she was still thinking of some logical answers but her brain just blanked out. think sora, think. think harder. think and think. fucking do your work, brain!
"i'm not." she finally let out.
right after her statement, she saw the way jake's face changed. it got darker. oh.
"okay."
the ride home continued with silence from both sides, only accompanied by the faint sound from the radio that was playing in the background.
finally, they reached his house. she entered and cautiously walked to her room. cautious, yes she's being cautious. so cautious.
and jake, he observed well.
"you did something, didn't you?"
the girl froze in her track. sora quickly went to her room after saying a 'no' without even batting her eyes at him.
the second lies. she's in trouble.
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Roman d'amour"it's going to be okay. no one will hurt you anymore." ㅡthe officer suggested her old man to send her to a place where she could be fixed and become a normal teenager or whatever it is. and, the man blindly agreed without even reading the agreement...