The woman in her 20's rushed out of the room in a hurry since she was getting late to her college. She climbed down the stairs which led to the living room, her father came into sight there. He sat on the couch with a calm face while he read the newspaper.
"Oh appa! Good morning", I said with a wide grin as he greeted me back.
"Good morning daughter", he said in a cheerful tone as usual.
I grabbed an apple from the kitchen counter and ran outside the duplex house before earning a chuckle from my father.
I almost had a heart attack when I looked at the wrist watch because I knew I had to prepare for my funeral before I met my math teacher, Ms Lee.
On reaching the college, I could barely see any student as I was pretty late. Walking towards my classroom- oh walking? What's that? Running towards my classroom, I pushed the door open while panting heavily.
"Can I please get in?", I asked with a nervous look plastered on my face. The math teacher lowered her spectacles to her nose bridge as she gazed at me with the scariest look that would even scare a lion.
"Who do we have here?", she said while getting closer to me. Standing there with my head hung low, I prayed for my life.
"Miss Kang Hyejin", she continued. Just when she was about to give me a lecture for minutes which would feel like hours, a voice called her out causing her to excuse me this time.
Damn. Luck was on my side today.
I quickly settled on my assigned seat that was next to my bestfriend, seoyeon. "You need to start being punctual", she said letting out a laugh
I shook my head at her and laid my head on the desk. "I am so tired seoyeon-ah", I said as I sighed.
"When were you not? I wonder what you do instead of sleeping", she laughed out again at her own joke while clapping her hands.
That's one of her habits.
"You want to know?", I smirked playfully. "Yah! You nasty little kid", she smacked my arm as I chuckled.
"Don't ruin my innocence", she flipped her hair back, rolling her eyes.
"Innocence? My foot", I said rolling my eyes back at her.
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The school was dismissed. I was now packing my bag when seoyeon came to me speaking "Miss Kang, I would like to know if you will grab a meal at rami unnie's restaurant", she held her invisible mic.
"Umm Miss Lee Seoyeon, I have to go home early and spend time with my beloved father. Please grant me permission", she let out a frustrated sigh and whined.
"So when!", she stomped her foot and looked away. "Next week, I promise", I said.
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Walking happily on the way to home, I grabbed kimbap for me and appa to have. I really wanted to spend time with him since I have been busy with the college stuffs lately and I don't even remember when I had a proper conversation with him.
It was the cross over so I stood until the red light turned green along with many people standing for the same. The light finally turned green indicating we could cross the road. I was about to cross when my steps halted looking at the old woman trying to cross the road to the other side but couldn't since there were a lot of people.
I quickly jogged to the opposite side of the road and helped her to cross. She was in her 70's probably. I could see her gaze fixed on me as she smiled genuinely. "I am really thankful to you dear, stay blessed", she said while patting my head slowly.
Reciprocating the smile at her, I realised that I could no longer cross the road and had to wait for another five minutes. The old lady stood beside me as she looked for something inside her purse. I shrugged it off, looking straight. "My dear, this is for you", she spoke again.
She handed me a small locket that had a heart shape and an adorable cartoon couple. That looked expensive. I thanked her while politely refusing "I am really thankful for this but uh...this guy over here seems to destroy the beauty because I am single", I said and let out a little laugh as she did the same.
"It's okay dear, you will find someone very soon. I need to get going now", she said and started walking.
I sighed "I will just keep it"
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"Appa! I am home!", I said with a melodious tone. I heard slurping sounds coming from the kitchen and I very well knew what he was doing.
I knew he didn't hear my voice since he was 'too busy' eating his favourite ramyeon.
I sighed while taking slow steps towards the kitchen and there he was, stuffing ramyeon in his mouth like it was his last meal on earth.
"Appa!", I glared at him while he looked nervously at me. Just how much I hated him eating all my stocked ramyeon everytime plus the doctor has strictly said that eating ramyeon is bad for his health and he needs to eat healthy instead.
"Oh hyejin you are home", he said not so cheerfully after seeing me. I plastered a tight fake smile on my face and walked over to him, snatching away the ramyeon bowl.
"You are honestly so stubborn", I shook my head at him in disappointment. "Yah! I will just finish it, don't waste the food", he said.
Handing over the bowl back to him, I scolded him for a good two minutes before going to freshen myself up.
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It was now evening. I spent the entire day with appa and I couldn't feel more happier. I would have to face the scary teacher once again if I didn't finish off my assignments so I sat in the living room with appa while he watched the television.
As usual, the comedy shows played. Honestly, comedians nowadays are not really funny. They make some lame jokes and to keep politeness we would laugh if we ever encountered them.
The comedy show was now changed to the news. I continued writing my assignment as I didn't really care about what happened around the world.
'The Prince of South Korea was spotted in a restaurant of Busan with the Queen of South Korea'
The news reporter and all the Busan residents went crazy because why not? The handsome prince is definitely someone you would want. It was strange that The Queen, Your Highness, herself came all the way to Busan? Fishy.
Nobody has ever seen The Prince's face nor knew anything about his identity. Him having a violet and a black colour hair shade was the only information that was known.
Was I the only one who didn't actually go crazy over The Prince?
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The Hidden Prince
Fanfiction'We were meant to be together' 'But I don't even meet the high standards of the royal family' The Prince and a normal person. How is it possible that they were made for eachother? 'Everyone will judge me', said the innocent soul that was now made t...
