After Somin finally gets into a prestigious Art university, everything in her life turns upside down. What was once a secure plan to get closer to her boyfriend is now a mess. Her future is unknown, though already stained with heartache.
Will she p...
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Somin, Junu, Pomchun and Teho
Teho went up to Somin and sat close nonchalantly. The sad girl gave him a smile, feeling at ease and in a good mood.
She's so damn beautiful when she smiles.
"I got pancakes for myself too, since you all have ordered them and forgot about me," Teho said, sounding fake hurt as he had a bite.
"Hmmm." Junu's eyes lit up. "It is heavenly."
Mother would never let me eat such sweet food.
The young boy's eyes kept returning to the direction of the mysterious locker room's secret. Honey from his pancakes stickily glided down his fingers, associating things he only viewed on the internet in the midst of the night, smiling guiltily.
Pomchun's gaze was locked on the youngling like he was another course of a meal, treading the honey path closely.
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The gorgeous photographer leaned closer to Somin's ear.
"I know that stare, that's how you look at me all the time. I guess it runs in the family." She turned up to him, feeling his warmth and scent up close.
"You keep being delusional." Somin drank her pancake down with cold almond milk, blushing profusely, but her tone was playful.
Yeah, I do look at him like that sometimes, but I never figured he noticed.
"You keep being in denial." Teho sweetly tucked her hair behind the ear and she let him, needing the touch of his soft hands, making pleading eye contact.
I still don't think we should be doing this. Somin worried, but let it happen anyway.
The thought of his interest in her terrified her.
Since the last night's kisses, her mind was on fire. It felt much better to think about him like an unreachable crush who's there to only make her feel the butterflies in the midst of the neverending work.
"It's so weird that your brother is this upfront about his emotions," Teho said carefully.
"He always had been I guess," Somin thought about it, "But he's mostly a show-off, you know, like you." She poked him and he shuffled closer.
"Me? A showoff, how dare you?" And there they were, those beloved theatrics.
"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. All drama and no substance," she shot at him playfully.
"You're so obsessed with my habits that you generously oversee your own acting skills," Teho tried, "I see right through you," his voice grew very low.
"You wish." Somin smiled cutely.
"I wish you'd be honest with me." Teho fought his honest battle. "I wish you'd let me in," his earnestness scared her immensely.
"Seriously Teho, it's hard for me to share, I'm nervous all the time. I rather shut up than say the dumb shit I'm thinking about," Somin opened up a little.
