Lee Da Yeol POV
I reached home by taking the bus it was a long way that it took 1 whole hour. I was so tired of it that I just wanted to sleep the whole day.
I opened the house door to be greeted by dad.
"Ahh. you arrived Da yeol."
I nodded. "Alright, come here to eat you favorite chicken noodle soup."
I looked at the bowl of chicken noodle soup which I have been craving for.
"You know me well, dad."
"Just come and eat already or do you want me to finish it."
I chuckled at the words dad said to me. I sat down and stared eating the bowl of chicken noodle soup.
"Hmm.. it's good."
"Are you telling me I cook badly." He looked at me with a grumpy face. I could tell he was annoyed by it.
"I mean remember that time you put more salt than needed and I had to pour water to remove the excess salt." I try to make him remember the incident which will still haunt me till I am a old man.
"Did I? He asked
"Yes, and you still ate it since your taster bud can't know about it."
"Oh." and just that he continues eating the noodles.
I just shook head for the fact that he will never care what kind of food is there but if it is good then he will start eating it anyways. I really can't understand his logic with food.
"So, how was the museum tour." He said slurping the noodles.
"It was fine but there was one portrayal which kept making me think about it."
"What kind of portrayal?"
" It was of a prince holding a Black flower."
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The Portrayal of Memories
FanfictionA boy named Lee Da Yeol was wandering around the famous museum when he saw a portrayal of a young handsome prince Jo Tae Hyun there was a mystery force pulling him towards him, something was off about it he felt like it was calling him as if it was...
