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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Lee Somin
The alcohol-induced dreams were a tense show of wild fantasies starring the one and only Teho. All the darkest corners of Somin's mind were alerted, taking their uncensored spotlight as the night progressed. Feeling shame and unstoppable desire altogether, emotional cocktails swirling through her head.
What do I do now? Does he expect us to be together? Can we?
Somin woke up a way before the alarm would have gone off. Her body betrayed her, want still building up between her legs. It demanded more.
Fuck, not today.
The bothered girl quickly got up, taking a cold shower to calm down her senses.
Damn me if I let myself dream about him even a little bit throughout the day. I'm not giving him the satisfaction of seeing me being a hot mess for him.
Well, he already saw that.
Her raging hangover didn't cover her embarrassment enough.
I can't play it cool, now that he knows, I don't even want to.
She eyed the eyeliner and dared herself to try something new. Her hands shook while applying a thin line alongside her eyelash, but it came surprisingly evenly.
Small successes, that's what I strive for.
I should get going, to be first at school, to avoid him in a morning crowd. That's the plan, he rarely wakes up early.
Somin sped up the routine, brushed her teeth, quickly ate, and silently tiptoed around to not wake up Mia.
I can't have a conversation with her now.
...
What should I wear? Somin stopped in the middle of her room, panicking.
Why do all my normal choices suddenly look flirty? I love this shirt, but it makes my breasts bigger. He would read everything I wear like I'm trying to impress him. Fuck. If I clothed more modestly I would look ridiculous like a fucking puritan, who's afraid of him. Don't overthink it, Somin.
This dress would do. It's plain and simple, maybe a little creepy.
The warm black mini dress with a white collar and leaf print fit her like a glove. Dark green stockings matched her hair and the big black knitted sweater promised warmth throughout the day.
Yep, that's good.
One glance at her watch showed how the time flew by and she had to hurry up, putting her drawings with utmost care into the folder. She threw a small case with colors, books, and snacks into her bag, avoiding the beautiful pictures of Teho she had drawn. His upper body was slim, but with noticeable muscles. Perfect arms, mysterious distant stare, soft skin with a hint of tan like very milky caramel.
