Silhouette of Our Love (Jiwoo X Heejung fanfic)

Inspiration

"I said that I was sorry!" I ran after Jiwoo who had been intentionally avoiding me for the whole day. When I called out his name again, he finally turned around.

I was caught off guard when Jiwoo cornered me to a wall. "Sorry isn't enough. Do you know how much of a big deal that is?! Don't do anything stupid without thinking of the consequences!"

I look down. He's too close..."But... If I didn't do it, you might've been scarred for life... For the second time at least." Was what I did wrong? That I interfered with his own business?

He sighed and rubbed his temple. "That man is difficult to get along with. He has a funny character which makes him all the more shady. God knows what'll happen to you if you were to not and or interest him."

Was that man really someone scary? "Jiwoo... are you angry because you're worried about me?"

"You idiot. Of course I'm worried." With those words, it made my heart thump. Even more because we're this close to each other.

"What'll happen to me if it doesn't succeed? Profit goes down and so will business partners!" He scratched the back of his head furiously.

...

Stupid workaholic. You were obviously worried about yourself!

"Uhuh. I see. I hope it goes bad!!" I turn to the other side, pouting. I shouldn't have thought too much about this.

"Hey, what're you getting angry about now?" He unsticks his hand from the wall and crosses his arms together.

"Nothing. Just... I'm leaving." I turn to my left side but Jiwoo blocks my way with his left hand on the wall.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I stare at the arm that was in the way.

"Not going to tell me?" He asked in an irritable tone.

"Nope. Not at all. Hmph." I turn to my right side but that way was also blocked with Jiwoo's right hand.

I faced ahead and Jiwoo's face came even closer to mine. He looks dead serious... I can't look at him. My face feels flushed.

I lay my back against the wall hoping to slide down and crawl underneath but as I did that, Jiwoo slowly squatted down without lifting his hands away from the wall until we were on the ground with no chance of me escaping.

"Do you know what that man will do to you if you don't succeed?" Jiwoo's voice was soft but it was clear and sent shivers down my spine.

"N-no... but it's not like it matters to you, does it?" Why is my heart pounding like this?!

I don't understand... Can't it just stop...? Jiwoo might hear my heartbeat but why am I worried about that?

Jiwoo's left hand removes itself from the wall and makes its way to my leg. "You may think he'd do even worse than this."

I was too speechless as I struggle and his hand moves its way to my thigh and then higher and higher.

Something... I... I need something to... I quickly take a look at my purse but there wasn't anything useful in there.

But then I see something in the secret pocket of Jiwoo's suit. I immediately grab it and just hit his head continuously. "Get your hand off me now!!!"

"Ouuuch!!!" Jiwoo winced in pain and used both of his hands to cover his head.

When I found my way of escape, I immediately stood up and ran away.

Jiwoo was literally molesting me!! I guess it's true when they say be careful what you say or wish for or else it'll come true. No, wait. I should call the cops about this.