STARS || ksy

09

"What do you mean by autistic?" Wonwoo frowned as he glanced at me through the rearview mirror.

"It's legit! That friend of yours, a.k.a. my boss is autistic." I retorted, looking away.

Wonwoo sighed. "Okay, let's hear your story."

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"How is that even considered autistic?? You got some real problem, lil' sis." Wonwoo chuckled lowly as he focused his attention to driving.

"I mean, I try to ask him something, but he ends up like, changing the topic!" I said.

"That's not- Actually never mind, it's useless talking to you..." Wonwoo sighed, pulling over at our pavement.

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I sighed as I yanked off my jacket and slung it over my chair. Then, I fell onto the bed, dead-tired.

A gentle knock came from the door and my cousin peeked in.

"Hosh, you okay? You're skipping dinner again?" Seungcheol asked, concerned as he slipped in and sat on the foot of my bed.

"For once you actually knocked." I said, with my voice muffled by the pillow.

Sitting up, I leaned my head against the leather headboard of my bed.

"How was your date today?"

Seungcheol shrugged.

"Meh, I guess you can say it's okay. I think I really enjoyed it." Seungcheol said with a straight face.

Who's he trying to kid?

"Sure but your face says other wise." I said, a small smile tugging at the edge of my mouth.

"Fine, she suddenly that she needed to go, and she didn't even apologize, notthatIwantedhertoapologizebutshestill hadtoapologizeright?Becauseitspropertableetiquette." Seungcheol blabbered on and on, and only 10% of what he said made their way to my mind.

Seungcheol continued his grandfather's story when another knock came from the door.

A man in his late 50s walked in wearing a dark navy blue suit, holding a file in his hand.

"Father." I choked behind my almost-tears.

Seungcheol turned to look and his already huge eyes widened again. "Uncle! I'll leave now. He's all yours." Then, he slipped out of the room and shut the door behind him.

Father was definitely not in a good mood. Honestly when was he ever in a good mood?

"You're such a troublemaker, you know that?" Father spoke hastily, tossing the file to me.

Picking up the file, I flipped through it briefly. Inside was the exact same marriage registration form that Seolhyun had showed me this morning.

"Soonyoung, you need to think about your future. You can't rely on working in this company just for your own selfish desires. Besides, Seolhyun's father is our hotel's main sponsor, why not make use of i-"

"I can't, father. You know that. You know that I'm literally allergic to females. Marrying one will only cause me to suffer or I could even lose my life." I stated in a serious tone.

Father's face stiffened.

"Your health shouldn't be a concern at a moment like this. Your biggest priority is your marriage, it should never be your health." Father said coldly, then, he turned to leave.

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