Dream High 3 (Love High 2025)

Chapter 6

MEMORIES FLOWS

He had put on his goofy grin, spilling some champagne on her expensive carpet and then announced, “Shall we drink?” She nodded, taking her glass to her lips and together, they gulped down their champagne in one shot. The first champagne they shared was a toast to the inevitable. It was the end of their hope of having another chance at the one relationship they could never forget.

Her hands trembled badly as she picked the card from her mailbox, recognising instantly the scent on it. Hugo Boss. It was his. The shape and writing on the card was enough for her to confirm its contents.

Church. White gown. Wedding bells. Someone was getting married and she knew for sure that it was not Nana or Ailee. Nana and Siwoo may have been going strong for the past several years but knowing Siwoo, it would take him another two more years before he actually puts a ring on her former group member. Ailee, on the other hand, was currently enjoying, what she claimed, the independent life of a single woman.

Just then, she heard the door cracked open. Her eyes widened, she quickly stuffed the card into a nearby drawer, and turned around to face a weary Yoo Jin. She opened her mouth to speak but he beat her to it, “I’m going to take a nap, I just spent five hours having water thrown at me when it was minus 12 degrees ... that’s what I get from listening to you to pick that useless director.”She carved a relieved smile and retorted, “What did I say about your artistic creativity? It’s non-existent and you’re better off trusting me in this area than trusting your own instincts!”

She had no idea why she was relieved at the fact that Yoo Jin seemed clueless about the invitations. Perhaps Haesung did not send an invitation at all. It did make sense though; JB owed her an invitation as a former colleague and friend while Yoo Jin and Haesung remained awkward with each other.

Waving his hand dismissively, a sign of defeat, Yoo Jin left her for the comfort of his bedroom. Closing the door behind him, he lazily removed his black t-shirt and sunk into his king-sized bed. Meanwhile, she retrieved the card and delicately opened it. She gave it a quick read. The wedding was next week. The televised one was two weeks from now while the small ceremony for friends and family was in five days time.

And since Yoojin was her best lie detector she didn’t have any other choice. t that instant, before she ... chickened out. Besides, she had a plan well formed. Given that Yoo Jin never locks his door, she will attempt to barge into his bedroom, announcing that there’s a card for him, telling (or yelling) at him to read it and quickly bolt away from the room. And maybe comeback to see his reaction later on.

Bracing herself for the incoming annoyed Yoo Jin, she whispered repeatedly as if it was some kind of incantation, “You are Rian, an A-list actress, and he’s just Jin Yoo Jin. He’s not going to harm you, he cannot harm you and if he does, do what you have to do to save yourself.” After gaining confidence, she did exactly as she had planned.

Pushing the door open, she exclaimed, “Yah, sleepyhead! There- before she could finished her sentences, he cut her off, snapping, “Rule no. 5!”He rose from his bed, covering his body swiftly with the pillows and throwing daggers at her direction.

“Screw rule no. 5! I have something for you. Here, read this,”she huffed, tossed the card at him, turning the heels, pacing to the door. He hastily made a grab at the card, all color from his face drained. Just before the clicking of the door, he heard her uttered softly, “I don’t want to lie to you, but I don’t want to be the person to tell you either.”

Forward to this day, she never really knew what happened in his bedroom after he read the card. All that she remembered was hearing the sound of a mirror being smashed. That was more than enough to repel her from stepping a meter near his bedroom. It was only until he initiated any questions that she was confident his anger had dissipated.