ten minutes.
they passed agonizingly slow, her mind racing alongside her heart to find out what the hell sooman was trying to get out of her.
she was just hwamin; a twenty one year old woman who owned a quaint little restaurant, supplying burgers and other fast foods to the people of seoul; or at least whoever lived in that area. her parents had left her ages ago; so long ago that she can barely remember their faces.
hwamin was just hwamin; a painfully plain and regular girl. what could sooman want from her?
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Fanfictionin which a girl finds herself far from home and with a mafia leader's son who has a knack for posting pictures of her on his instagram. started; [16/07/10] revised; [16/08/10] completed; [--/--/--] ⇸ lowercase intended ⇸ plot and original character...
