Part Of Him | Park Seonghwa

Prologue

A/N: English is not my first language, please bear with the the grammar, and wordings, thank you (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠'⁠)

//Before I would to apologize in advance, if you'll find this book boring, but I'm doing my best^^. Have fun~

I'm so tired, I literally did not just finished one project but four. I'm taking bachelor of arts, as it was my dream since I'm still a kid. I love arts in different ways. I love to appreciate every little things around, and create a portrait out of it.

I'm entering on a private university, not because of money but because of my grades. Yes, the highest your grade is, the more privilege you'll get from school. However, it doesn't sound fun as it is. Why? Because majority of people here, are bunch of nonsense people. Just because they're rich, and you're on the average, they will treat you as if you're their servant.

And you might be wondering about four projects, well let's say, I need extra cash and these lazy ass of my classmates paid me to make their projects, and yes that's pretty a lot. I made double than what I need, fair enough.

I'm living alone on a small complex apartment with my friend, Charlotte. She's a nice girl, but with uhh.. nevermind, you'll meet her soon. And please don't get her wrong, she's naturally like that. She's nice, I swear. I have two friends, as I've introduce earlier, Charlotte and one is Dorothy. Comparing the two, I think you'll prefer Dorothy's mouth. But seriously, both of them are fine and I love them.

Dorothy is more on a sweet, caring and calm person, while Charlotte is her exact opposite. Dorothy came from rich family, while me and Charlotte are not. I met Charlotte and became friends with her, because we live in the same apartment, while I met Dorothy on our art class and introduced them to each other.

Right now I'm laying down on my bed as I just finished the projects, I set it aside and leave the mess for the meantime. As I was laying, I heard front door opened, probably Charlotte. I heard numerous footsteps, coming to my room but ignore it. Charlotte must be in hurry to walk like that, but it doesn't sounds like only one person walking though.

Just in time I turn my gaze to my door, it fling open with wide-eyed Charlotte. She looks frantic to say. "Oh bitch?" She called in disbelief, "what the fck are you doing?". Trust me that's normal. I blink quizzically . Her eyes rolled giving me a displeased look. Dorothy peek behind her, which made me confused and then I realized, damn right.

Before Charlotte could ever say a word or even approach me, I quickly got up running out of the room passing them, as I snatch my towel that I forgot I put on the bed earlier, before continuing my work. I'm doomed. I swear before I even got the chance to close the bathroom door, I heard a string of swear and curse words from Charlotte with Dorothy's giggle.

After few minutes of preparing, I go downstairs and ...yes, if eyes could kill, I'm already dead on Charlotte's. "Let me explain." I tried. Promise I can explain, but she didn't give the time.

"I don't need that," with the same squinting eyes. Charlotte stood up and gesture Dorothy, who arises from her seat and chuckle. Charlotte looked at me again with accusing look and glance to her wristwatch. "We're 20 minutes late—reserve that explanation to them. Let's go."

"Come on, don't worry I'm sure they won't skin you alive." With another giggle from her, Dorothy clung to my arm pulling me with her out the apartment, while Charlotte locked it up. "What took you so long tho?" She asked as we hop downstairs of apartment. I'm so glad we're on the second floor, not on the fourth floor, just imagine Charlotte's patience if it's like that.

"I was really about to take a bath, when I saw the unfinished projects and decided to work on it, so.." I trailed as I steal a glance at Charlotte who's still throwing dagger at me. I swear she have the shortest patience when it comes to this. And trust me, she's the most punctual person I've ever met. Before climbing to Dorothy's car, I cling to Charlotte in hope to get her pardon. "Please let me slip this time." As cringe as it may sound, I tried giving her a puppy eyes which only received a horrified reaction.

She gently push my face away from her, cringing. "Stop with that, you look ridiculous." I pout and go back to Dorothy, acting sulky.

"Morgan, I'm telling you, get off that shit out of your face." Charlotte warned me.

"Fine." I rolled my eyes and for the nth time, I heard Dorothy giggle again. And I love it, we love it. Even Charlotte, who really dislike stuffs like I did before. She doesn't like it when we act cute or something like that, she said it's so cringe that it could make her puke, but Dorothy love it. And sometimes I'm just in mood for it.

As we arrived, a bunch of complaints was heard, that I have to clear. "Guys I'm really sorry, an emergency occurred earlier."

"No it's okay, don't worry." Our SSG president, Park Seonghwa assured me. Seriously he's so attractive in many possible ways. Don't make assumptions,I don't like him, but his friend. I wonder where he is.

"Everyone, since we're now complete, please get on to coach and please behave as your age. We're no longer high schooler, we're in college, we know how to listen and follow instructions, are we clear?" That was our vice-president, Jeong Yunho. He's tall, handsome, kind and has a jolly personality. Everybody like him.

As everybody coo with agreement, they all lined up and enter the coach one by one, some with pair.

"Morgan, guess whose coming," Charlotte whispered, but nonetheless, I and Dorothy looked at the direction she's looking at.

My breath caught up in throat. It's Kim Hongjoong, the person I like. I've been crushing on him since highschool. Yes, I know him and Seonghwa before I even meet Charlotte.

He approached us with his usual bread smile. "Hi," That single word, is enough for me to melt. But not the person behind him.

"Bea?" Dorothy called in confusion. Bea, I knew her too, she once study here with us. But she transferred, before sophomore started. It's impossible for her to be back on our university again, we're almost finish with our second semester.

"Oh," Hongjoong awkwardly smile before beckoning Bea to come forward. "I invited her." I watch as he hold her hand to his, how gentle his hold on her. His soft gaze landing on her, it clenched my heart. But how could I hate her? She's lovely, beautiful, she's perfect on everyone's eyes.

I was too deep in my own world, that I didn't even notice we're already on our ride. We're heading somewhere for a field trip before the end of school year, and I thought, after keeping what I felt for Hongjoong, will finally made its way out of my mouth, before the final day. But I don't want to make things complicated for them, they look happy. So it will remain like that.

Because some feelings are bound to be kept.

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