Years later...
"Are you sure grandma has a place for me too?" asked a very thin woman carrying boxes twice her size.
A move was taking place over there.
Not a real move since the owner was already inside, but a sort of couple of roommates who were settling in.
The lady who had the wonderful house between a green garden and the quietest avenues in those parts was Hanni's grandmother.
After years in Melbourne finishing her master's degree in economics, Hanni moved to Seoul with her friend to open a clothing store and create their own little world.
Her father told her it wasn't a good idea, but gave her the opportunity in exchange for a date with a rich man's son he knew.
The date didn't go well as the man was too self-absorbed, so her father tried again, using Seoul to find other wealthy men, actually having some.
To appease her father's soul, Hanni would have gone to this appointment for the umpteenth time, trying to convince herself to get used to this type of lifestyle.
Her friend was also used to these appointments.
When she met Hanni at the University, she realized that the woman was one of those people who could catch anyone's eyes.
That mature and sensual body attracted everyone and that delicate little face made it harder to ignore.
"Danielle, don't worry. Grandma likes new acquaintances" said the woman placing the boxes in front of the door knocking repeatedly although the lady's voice could be heard screaming in exasperation.
Hanni's friend Danielle was also originally from Melbourne and had made friends with Hanni in no time as they had a lot in common.
In addition to the fact that the woman was a wonder to behold, she had a lively and always sunny character.
Her smile never left her lips and her slender, pale body promised a future as a model, but Danielle had always wanted life in the clothes as a designer.
She hated catwalks and would have paid millions not to go on them. Hanni's so-called grandmother opened the door already bored by her granddaughter's attitudes.
Even when she was young she did these things together with her old friends. She wondered when she would grow up.
"Oh, Hanni... How you've grown in appearance" said the lady moved seeing the woman's beauty. Hanni looked at her sulkily as if she didn't like the comment.
"Only in appearance?" she asked through clenched teeth, still keeping his defensive pout.
Her grandmother snorted, knowing the woman's tactic and turned her back on the two, not caring about the boxes or whether they were in the center of the entrance corridor.
Hanni and Danielle kicked and lifted the boxes carrying them inside and waving goodbye to the so-called moving truck.
"You were wrong to come here in the summer months" said the grandmother, sitting on the sofa and watching the two struggle to take the boxes.
"People here raise prices..."
"We'll start looking but we won't get a shop right away, first we have to find some part-time jobs" Hanni interrupted, raising her finger like a sage, getting a dirty look from her grandmother.
Danielle approached Hanni, waving at the lady.
"Poor friend who has to suffer this negligence of yours" said the lady sighing.
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A Billionaire For Hanni
Fanfiction"Kim Minji, don't you understand? My father loves people with a lots of money!" Hanni said, stomping her feet on the ground like a child again. "I have to get married to a billionaire! And you're not!" she concluded. "I will become one! I'm goin...
