killing me softly (oh sangwoo x female reader fanfiction)

chapter 3

VICTORIA'S POV
I really see myself as a basic girl who wants to be saved by a prince, on the one hand I do feel that I need to be saved and that this is the only way for me to escape this so called life I live with my parents. On the other hand I want to be able to stand on my own feet, be independent and face this life alone. Also I need to stop thinking of Sangwoo in a romantic way because perhaps he sees me as a friend and, of course I plan to return to Switzerland once and for all once I am done with the college.
Today I will meet Sangwoo after my classes. He agreed to meet me at the Swiss college.

In the college the time had come for my second encounter with Sangwoo. Just as I was expecting the girls were looking at me with a judgemental severe look, gossiping I assumed, about me meeting with Sangwoo, I heard some girls from Frankfurt whispering that he was handsome and 2 other girls from Munich whispered in shock that this gorgeous sexy guy, as they named him, was expecting me, the quiet Swiss girl who never talks to anyone.
I have always wondered why rich girls gossip about other rich people and what they do in their private lives.
And this was what I told to Sangwoo once we went to a restaurant. Rich women claim that they gossip other rich couples, who they sleep with, who they cheat with, because dealing with their own husbands it's boring.
"Rich people are trash." Sangwoo laughed and I formed a small smile on my face, then I grabbed the kimchi and ate it.
"I am sorry, I didn't mean to offend you."
"Oh please no need to apologize, it's fine. After all you are right."
"Victoria, may I ask, how is your relationship with your parents ? I wonder because I have noticed that there's something problematic about it. Of course you can reply to me only if you wish."
"Hm well, our relationship could be characterized as complicated, I don't feel wanted by them, like I just exist as a part of their lives and they must do the parent job. I am sorry that I cannot say more, I don't feel like I can tell you more at this moment." As I said this, his eyes darkened a bit, he didn't seem to like that I was hiding things I guess. Then his gaze softened and he smiled.
"I see."
"Sangwoo?"
"Hm?"
I am not certain if I should ask this, I am pretty sure I have blushed and sweated, phew... okay.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" This is going to be the first and the last time we meet, I am so damn certain.
"Haha, is this what you wanted to ask that you have blushed so much ?" I smiled not knowing what to reply and tried to justify my question.
"I don't have a girlfriend, I am not seeing anyone currently." I have just felt my nonsense stress vanishing out.
"What about you? Do you have anyone in Switzerland?"
"No I don't, I had but it ended long ago."
Then silence dominated for minutes that seemed like decades, I finished my dish so Sangwoo did and I had no idea what to say.
"Victoria would you like to come to my place?"
"Your house!? When?"
"Now."
"Yes I, I would like it." I must admit that whenever he forms this cunning smile, I feel that he wants to cause something bad to me. How stupid thought of mine.

Sangwoo accompanied me to his car. We didn't exchange any words, but sometimes silence has more to tell us. His home wasn't close to the center, so I knew it would take us time to arrive. He opened the radio so we could listen to music. As an old beautiful song started playing, Sangwoo changed.
"Strumming my pain with his fingers." He softened, like he was a very different person he was muttering the lyrics and I enjoyed listening to him and the song.
"Singing my life with his words.
Killing me softly with his song.
Killing me softly with his song"

Sangwoo's house was indeed so far and the more he was driving, less and less people were seen in the streets, until not a single person was seen. I hope that he does drive me to his home and not to any small dark dirty basement, where he would rape me, violate my body and kill me. I put some effort to avoid those creepy thoughts. I said no word.
"Here we are." He said and I looked around to see where we were.
"This place feels lonely." I whispered to myself, but Sangwoo heard me.
"There's no people in this neighborhood. There's nothing to be afraid of Vicky." He tried to comfort me and as always I smiled stupidly. He opened the metal door in the yard and I walked towards the house door, he was following my steps. We entered inside the house. The smell feels fresh, smell from detergent, perhaps he was cleaning this morning. We took our shoes off and I felt him shadowing me again as he caressed my head like I was a pet.
"Come on, house tour time!"
I smiled and followed him in the hallway looking at the stairs which led to the second floor and then my gaze was distracted by a door leading to a small room which looked like a closet. It was an empty room and the only thing you could see was a carpet on the floor.
Firstly we went to the kitchen, then he showed me the living room, the bathroom and upstairs he showed me his bedroom. I liked the bicycle he had in the bedroom, he said whenever he had free time, he likes going on bike rides. As he noticed my interest when it came to bicycles, he proposed that we could go for a ride bike together since the bicycle was a daily activity of mine back in Switzerland, it could be part of my current life again! I agreed.
We moved to the living room where I found something intriguing to explore, this guy is a bookworm, he has many books of various genres, some of them have English titles otherwise I would just look the collection.
Sangwoo left me alone in the living room as he went to the kitchen and he returned with a glass of water as I requested him.