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Coward

Heyyah guys,

A JHope oneshot in like 8 years. 😤

I want to give him way more attention, he doesn't deserve this. 😢

So therefore I decided to do a 3 part one-shot for my one and only bias wrecker, Jung Hosoek. (Which I also wrote in my Italian one-shot book😆) I love him with all of my heart and he deserves all the love and protection in this world. ❤❤❤

💖I dedicate this to my close friend Vanessa. I hope you love it.💖

And yes the cliffhangers are intentional.😂

Love ya,

Shanu 😙

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It was another of those normal days.

After coming home from campus, I got changed and went directly to help my parents at our pastry shop.

Our pastry shop was located in the first floor of our apartment and we lived in the second.

"Delicieux" was the name of our shop. It was one of the most popular patisseries in Gwanju. Being the reason for it to be crowded almost everyday.

"Vanessa, take the orders from tables 51, 47, 31 and 19!" my mom shouted from the counter.

"Okay mom!" I said before heading towards the tables.

Our shop was very big and it was amazing how successful it was, as every day all the tables were full.

My dad always insisted that we did not need any employees and that our family would have run the shop, performing everything from cooking to accounting to serving, ourselves.

Actually ... no dad, we cannot. We're just in four and that younger sister of mine, Rania, is never home!

She was 18 years old, only 4 years younger than me, but she always had much of her own business.

When I was in high school I never had so much to do.

And it was me, a university student, who was supposed to.

But as far as I'm concerned I had never left my parents on their own with the pastry shop.

Rania, not to boast, I'm a great example.

"Ah, I'm destroyed ..." I said, plopping down  on the couch.
"Mom is better that you make dad reason about taking in employees to work, because otherwise if this continues, one day or another, one of us will fall to the ground."

"I know honey but to reason with your dad is very difficult." she said sighing.

"But mom, you know I have a lot of examinations next month and I will not be able to come here to help you," I said with a worried expression.

"I know... But someway or another we have to carry on with our pastry business..." she sighed again.

"Well, if you make that irresponsible girl, of your younger daughter, to help you, it would not be so difficult." I said angrily.

"I don't know ... Rania's still too young and she's not good with such things... as responsibilities..."

WHAT. I was fuming at this point.

"She's too young!? Rania's 18 years old! The last time I heard 18 is the age you are supposed to be the most responsible at! And as far as I remember mom, I helped you since I was 16!"I said.