I was wrong when i trusted you
slowly her eyes showed the darkness she consumed as she smirked....
"In my world, there's neither king nor queen but a ˈmʌɪstrəʊ and i swear i'll torment you poisonously", she laughed looking at the bloodbath she did
The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm golden glow on the glass facade of the Lavine Mall. It was a bustling Friday evening; the sounds of laughter, music, and the clink of shopping bags wove together, creating an atmosphere rife with excitement.
Chaerin strolled through those halls, an impeccable blend of elegance and nonchalance, dressed in a chic black dress that fell just bellow her knees and was cinched at the waist with a sparkling gold belt. Her shoulder-length hair framed her striking face, where sharp cheekbones seemed to invite attention, yet she was careful to remain just a step away from it.
As she made her way past upscale boutiques and fragrant cafes, Chaerin savored the scent of fresh pastries wafting through the air. She paused outside a glitzy store where silver and gold sparkled in the evening light. She stepped in, the bell above the door chiming softly, announcing her presence.
"Well, well, if it isn't Chaerin, the little mouse, poking around in a lion's den," a sharp voice broke through her reverie. She turned, forced into the mundane reality where envy and disdain ran deep. It was Kang Mirah, a former college acquaintance whose life had taken a dramatically different path—a path of cold ambition and bitter rivalry. Her perfectly manicured finger pointed accusingly, a mocking smile dancing on her lips. "Are you sure you can afford that? I thought you were still on your parents' budget."
Instead of reacting, Chaerin turned her attention to a nearby window display, one showcasing the latest collection of high-end watches. She admired the craftsmanship, her eyes drifting from the shimmering pieces to her own wrist, where a vintage omega glinted in the light. It was not just any watch; it was custom-made.
"Still playing pretend, Chaerin?" Sana, one of Mirah's minion commented, her voice dripping with condescension. "You'd think a family with money would invest in better fashion sense. I guess some things never change."
As the taunts rolled off of their tongue like poison, Chaerin took a deep breath, remembering the core of her beliefs: strength, silence, and strategy. She still hadn't spoken a word, portraying an image of grace under fire. Confrontation was not her style; a powerful woman could choose to be above the fray.
"You know, if you want to speak about fashion, it might be wise to consider how best to elevate your own instead of trying to bring someone else down," she said softly, allowing the hint of steel to emerge in her voice.
"Excuse me?" Sana challenged, though her tone was less certain now.
Chaerin stepped closer, the allure of her presence shimmering against the backdrop of the chic store. "You two may thrive on mockery and pettiness, but the truth is that we are both wearing borrowed styles from a fashion industry designed to capture and suffocate creativity. True power does not lie in the label but the essence within."
Both Mirah and Sana's patience were running low at that time. Mirah was just about to snap at Chaerin when the air suddenly shifted.
The store's entrance swung open with a flourish, and oblivious to the tension around him, a tall figure stepped inside. He was dressed sharply, exuding an aura of confidence and charisma, like a character straight out of a romantic film.
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Mirah's heart fluttered after seeing Jeonghan while Sana giggled and went towards him.
"Oppa, Long time no see" said Sana shyly tucking her hair strand behind her ears.
Jeonghan was staring at Chaerin. When she felt hot glaze from her side, she turned to met the fiery eyes staring at her. Unknowingly, her heart skipped a beat but she ignores it while staring at those eyes getting lost in it.
Jeonghan was brought back to his trace when he felt nudges from his side.
"You are......?" He asked to Sana distancing himself from her clingy self.
Sana felt the heat rise to her cheeks but remained still, biting her lip to suppress any reaction. It was embarrassing when the comments grew louder, and she felt the urge to walk away.
"O-Oppa....I'm Im Sana, we went to same university." she said while faking her smile while gritting her teeth silently.
"Ahh....I don't remember." Jeonghan walked towards Chaerin ignoring the two bitches. "And you! Long time no see."
Chaerin scoffs at his smugness and ignored his greeting while selecting the same watch she saw a while ago to buy.
"I'll buy this. Thank you" She says to one of the staff and goes towards the billing counter ignoring everyone behind.
Hello Readers,
I updated after so much time. Next update on Sunday but I'll try to update sooner.
