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Chapter One

Sunlight filters in through the open window, the warm breeze of a hot summer's afternoon causing the curtains to flutter as Haerin Kang blinks rapidly, her brows immediately knitting together when she squints with a groan.

It takes her a few moments to register the arm slung across the middle of her back as she buries her face into her pillow, black hair falling around her face, tongue exploring her own mouth to find the taste of beer and tequila stagnant within it as she licks her lips last.

They taste like peppermint.

She hears the sound of horns honking and people yelling on the busy streets of Seoul outside her window, the echoes reaching her even up on the sixteenth floor of her shitty apartment building and she finally finds the strength to push herself up slightly, coming to terms with the fact that she's definitely naked underneath these sheets as she pushes them off her and grabs the wrist of the arm slung across her body.

"Hey, wake up, you gotta leave." Her voice is husky, more than likely a result of hours of chain smoking last night as the body beside her groans and rolls over, but doesn't budge.

Haerin's eyes roam over a random girl's back landing on the mess of straight black hair at the pillow of her bed before she rolls her eyes and sits up slowly.

Dammit...what was this one's name? Yujin? Eunwoo? Ji-ho? Nabi?

"Haerin, baby, come back to bed..." the girl whines, and Haerin cringes before she stands up, grabbing her underwear and black denim shorts and hastily putting them back on before grabbing a flannel and buttoning it up haphazardly.

"What part of 'you gotta leave' didn't you hear?" Haerin says grabbing the girl's clothes off the floor and throwing them on top of her on the bed as she walks to her bedside table to grab her phone, wallet and keys, shoving them into her small travel bag on the floor. The girl slowly sits up, yawning as the sheets fall off her body, and Haerin swallows thickly at the sight of full breasts, perky and beautiful, recalls the memory of them being in her mouth-

"You treat all your girls like this?" The girl asks with a frown, looking down at her clothes on top of her and Haerin scoffs as she grabs her pack of cigarettes as well.

"Yes." she says bluntly. The girl blinks owlishly, but gets off the bed putting her clothes back on slowly as if waiting for Haerin to change her mind and tell her to stay.

Instead, Haerin makes her way to the open window as she lights a cigarette, sucking in the toxic fumes and letting the lightheadedness of her first cigarette of the day hit her before resting her hand on the frame impatiently.

She needs to get back to the bar, for God's sake, she doesn't have time for this shit...Hanni is gonna kill her-

Since when, since fucking when does Haerin leave early for a quick fuck, even if the person is hot as hell...

"Are you gonna even talk to me?" The girl asks angrily, and Haerin turns to face her, smoke coming out of her mouth and nose as the girl shoves her shirt back on, glaring at Haerin through a mess of mascara around her eyes. Haerin shrugs, taking another drag as the girl scoffs in disbelief.

"Fucking unbelievable..." she mutters, grabbing her things and making her way out of Haerin's bedroom, Haerin winces when she slams the door shut, the mirror on the wall beside it shaking with the impact.

Ji-wan! Her name was Ji-wan! Shit...

Haerin finishes off the cigarette hurriedly, putting it out on her windowsill and placing it on her ashtray as she shoves her pack of cigarettes into her bag as well, preparing herself to leave. She rushes to the bathroom, stripping her clothes and turning the hot water on full blast before she ties her hair up in a quick bun and moves under it, letting the water wash over her body as she scrubs her face clean of last night's makeup.