"I was never that much into guys, let alone posers or vamps.
But he was the real thing and a force to be reckoned with.
And I surrendered without a fight."
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Fuck! Fuck, fuck fuck fuck!
As soon as I left Naree's place I went straight home. I couldn't find peace in my bed, tossing and turning until the early morning. I ended up sleeping on the living room couch for a couple of hours.
Fuck!
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"I'm going crazy now, out of control, I... I'm staying up all night again (I absolutely can't let you go) The moment when I close my eyes All I see is red lights, red lights, red lights I just can't leave you alone"
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Come morning, as soon as it is acceptable to turn up on someone's doorstep, I get in my car and drive to Hyunjin's villa.
"Nothing happened." I repeat to myself for the umpteenth time. "It didn't mean anything." I tap my fingers on the steering wheel impatiently. "It was just a momentary slip."
The morning traffic jam is making my already jumbled nerves worse. All I can think of is how to mend this mess: I'm going to meet Hyunjin. We're going to talk and put an end to this misunderstanding. We're all adults here, for fuck's sake! There's no point in acting childish, trying to piss each other off!
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"Where is Hyunjin?" I ask Ms Park as soon as she opens the door. "Upstairs. Is he exspecting you? Mr Lee!" I run up the stairs ignoring her calls.
"Hyunjin?" I call out as I walk down the hallway. My footsteps lead me to his bedroom. "There you are!" I exclaim relieved to see him again. And alone!
His back is turned to me. I find it odd. He must have already known that I was here and looking for him. He would have heard me the moment I walked in. Hell! He would have smelled me!
He turns his head slowly, almost reluctantly. His gaze meets mine indifferently as he stares for a moment in silence, then turns fully toward me.
"So... the prodigal son returns." I do not miss the slight sarcasm in his tone. This is going to be trickier than I hoped. "Why did you come here Minho?"
