!!This book contains mature content! Do not read if you can't handle strong mature content!!
{Book One}
Kim Yeona hasn't had a good life. Her parents beat her, her whole life. Her only light in the dark is her friends and sister. But one day her who...
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Yeona's POV
I blink a couple of times to make sure I'm not imagining anything. When I blink he's still standing there in all his glory. I cover my mouth with my hand, is he really here? Or am I in a delusional state?
I walk towards Yunho my breath uneven. My eyes scan him as I drink him in. He's wearing a white button up shirt with the top three buttons unbuttoned. A black tie that isn't quite tied properly, and black dress pants to top it off.
As the seconds pass the more I don't believe he's actually here. I try to blink away the tears that are threatening to fall at any moment. I walk closer to the male to see if he's actually here, when I'm close to him I look around him to see if there is any weirdness. But nothing, then I pinch myself to see if this is just a dream. A red spot later and I know I'm not dreaming that this is real. My heart skips a beat.
"Yeona," I look into Yunho's bright brown eyes. He seems different, thinner. His face is sunk in and he's really pale.
"This is real?" It comes out more of a question than a statement. Yunho nods his head and before I really have time to think I wrap my arms around Yunho's neck. And instantly his warmth engulfs me. Fireworks goes off through my body and now I know this is real. Yunho has came back, and I'm not letting him go this time. "I've missed you." I whisper into his neck. Yunho chuckles as he wraps his long strong arms around me. Everything stops around us as I forget everything. The dance, my friends, why I was out here in the first place. But I don't forget everything.
I pull away from Yunho, there's a question burning in the back out my mind thats screaming to be said. "Are you staying?" Yunho's eyes scan my face. I hold my breath as I wait for his answer.
"Yes." That's when an explosion of emotions explode inside of me. I try hard to hide what I'm feeling but I don't think it works. But as tension raises between us I think of different ways to stomp it down.
"Y-you look nice." I stutter. Yunho chuckles again which makes me blush.
"Well this is the first and last time you'll see me dressed up." I smile at his response. With that in mind I want to cherish this moment more. "You look nice too, the color suits you." My smile grows bigger, if only he knew.
"Well like you said this is the first and last time you'll see me dressed up." I repeat his words which makes his arch a brow.
"You always look nice." Now its my turn to arch a brow at him.
"You mean I've always looked like a homeless person then your definition of nice is kind off." Yunho shakes his head.
"My definition of nice is very much right." I look away from Yunho as I become more flustered. My heart flutters against my chest as his words replay in my mind over and over again. "You know what," I quickly look back at Yunho as he speaks. "why don't we head inside, I don't want you missing out on anything. And I'm pretty sure your friends are worried." I turn around towards the building thats lit up. As much as I would love to go inside with Yunho at my side. I don't have to courage to face Wooyoung. Here I am head over heels for this boy who came back to me and then the boy inside that I was going to give a chance to.
