First meeting

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"Ahjumma, thanks a lot. I will be going now." You step out of the shop and swiftly close the door behind you.

Yes, you were working now. You need money to survive. Ever since your parents left you, you have become independent and learn to rely on yourself. Ahjumma was nice enough to let you work here, eventhough you were still attending school. 

As you walked down the street, you realised that the place were almost empty. Well, not exactly. Since there was car travelling around. But it was still considered empty. You shook off the strange feeling and continued your way down. 

Just then, a black car stopped infront of you. You tilt your head weirdly and scoffed, Why are all the rich people so full of themself.?

"Yah, your car is blocking my way." You huffed angrily and stomp your feet, hoping that they would just ignore you and drive away. But indeed, who would listen to you? You don't even own the road. 

As you were about to walk away, the car door opened. Curiously, you bent down and peek inside. Damn! Such a handsome guy. Your eyes glistened as he step out of his seat. 

He stood infront of you, blocking the sunlight with his tall height. "Miss Kim Hyorin." 

"Hey----- wait, how did you know my name?" 

"That doesn't matter. Right now, you will need to follow me. " he wrapped his hand around your wrist and pull you away.

Unkowingly, you were now inside the car with a complete stranger. You let out a sigh of frustration as you realised that you were not able to escape now. Not when somebody is staring at you every second. Soon, the car arrive to a stop.

Your jaw dropped as you stare at the mansion infront of you. "Wait, why are you bringing me here ? " the guy look at you, and bow slightly.

"I'm afraid I can't answer your question, all you need to do is to follow me." 

You nodded and followed him obediently, you don't even know why did you listen to him. You could have run away and never come back but a part of yourself wanted to check out this place. 

"Mr Kyungsoo. I have found the person you want." The guy greeted and you stood behind him, completely clueless of what is happening around you. "Great, good job, you can go back now." 

A guy got up from the couch and walk towards you. Damn, he is even more handsome then the guy just now. Why is life so unfair ? 

"Annyeong, I'm Doh Kyungsoo . Kim Hyorin , I have finally found you." 

You gasped when he called out your full name, you don't have many friends, certainly this guy wasn't your friend. "How did you know my name? I mean, I don't even recall knowing you." You furrowed your eyebrow, while trying hard to recognise him. 

"You don't, but your father do." He smirked, placing his long slender hands infront of his chest. "My father?" The crease on your forehead deepened. What does this guy have to do with abeoji? You thought.

"For your information, your father owed my company a huge amount of money. And from the record here, he had yet to pay back this sum of money." D.O said, while staring amusingly at you. Somehow, your reaction had caught his attention.

"That's impossible... Aha! Are you trying to scam me? I don't believe it!" You yelled, hoping that he was just joking with you. "Why should I do that? I'm rich, as you can see."

You slumped your shoulders down sadly. He was right, why should he scam such a poor person like me? 

"Whatever, I have no money to pay you back." You coldly said, having no intention of returning the money. In actual fact, you couldn't. You only worked in a small flower shop, your salary isn't enough for your 1 month's living.

"Give me a answer now, or you will be stuck here forever." He threatened. You thought of running away, but that's impossible. This is he's residence, he would have his ways to trap you inside. 

"What do you want?" You asked, feeling annoyed at the way he was staring at you. Even though he was handsome, his snobbish attitude makes you hate him.

"Easy, pay me back the money and I will let you go."

"I'm broke! I can't even survive on my own now. How am I going to pay you back the money?" 

"There's another choice, you know."

"What?" You asked. 

"Date Me."

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