"𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙩" Mr Jeon's word lingered on my skin and ignited me.
The feeling that comes when you know the risks, when you know one move and everything would go downhill, yet you're ready to risk...
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JU N G K O O K
"Yeah, thank you Mr Choi. I'll be done moving in by tonight. And once again thanks for appointing the cleaning team"
I jogged for another few seconds on the treadmill before disconnecting the call of the previous house owner. It had been years since the last time I came back here.
In fact, from that day I never really thought of coming back here again.
I looked at the time on my wrist watch and stopped the run, it was quite late and I had to check out from this hotel before moving into my new home. Home? Yeah.
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I was informed that a family was living next door to my house and were the relatives of the owner. I preferred living alone and separated from society but it wasn't like I was going to stay longer here. Just a few months until I meet her.
I picked up the brochure of SNU, and that woman's picture was on the cover. She was smiling, just like the way she did when I last saw her.
Kim Bo-ra, principal of SNU…
I very well knew my motive to come back again, and I knew she was the face who would be answering all those questions that had been haunting me over these past thirty years of my life.
After checking out, I was driving straight towards the house. It was quite late so the streets were pretty empty and I sped up my car to reach it soon. I had a lot to do. I had already wasted one week. Every day here counts for me.
While I drove into the society, it was surprisingly more quiet and peaceful. That was a good sign, at least I could work without any disturbance. With one turn I was right in front of the two houses behind the large boundary.
After parking in the driveway, I walked inside and my stuff had already been kept in the house. A lady was standing there and was talking to those movers. I walked by them and she turned around to register my presence.
